I run, every now and then when things in life get tough

It was a settle down November wickedness and there I was running through the smoky populous city of Chelmsford, rows upon rows of cars sped along the narrow concrete roads. Noise from the movement of cars and the odd occasional sound of a horn were to be heard. Among all this cuckoos nest and confusion there I was running, running as far away from my troubles as possible.My heart was throb vigorously against my chest demanding more(prenominal) and more oxygen. Pain was accumulating in the lower situation of my legs causing oftentimes agony. The only way that I could stop the pain was to stop running solely I unploughed on running.I run, every now and then when intimacys in life discover tough. Every tone I take releases more stress and anger in my body. I was now panting, sweat self-collected round my chest making my white cotton tee-shirt wet. I could now feel the force of the cool November air as I was making my way down hill. Maybe I shouldnt grant illogical my tempe r with my mum. I could reckon the scene at home just fifteen minutes ago which made me very angry. Youve got three English essays to do and you are sitting here watching video I recall my mum saying. She just came home from a twelve hour shift from the hospital physically and emotionally she was very exhausted its a stressful job being a doctor. wherefore she found me in the living room watching tv usually she doesnt say anything near that, but when I have three pieces of coursework due, she gets angry. You have got to take some responsibility of your own, I recall her uttering. I stool still remember her brown weary eyes looking at me and the expression on her face up represented someone who was tired and disappointed. Disappointed to find her only child watching television at a time when he really should be catching up with work to be honest I dont blame her for getting angry. Just trust me, I remember my self pleading, You bonk I will do it. When will u do it, I t hink my mum said, I know when youll do it, youll do it at the very last minute, youll stay up till about two o clock in the morning doing it and this will affect the quality of your essays.It was getting colder mayhap I should have worn something more instead of my plain white tee-shirt and my rugby shorts. I sour the bend smoothly and now was sacking through the final two mile stretch. This is usually the hardest part of the race. It depends on the amount of will power I have. This is the stage where the pain intensifies to such an extent that I could hardly feel my shoulders and legs. The only thing that keeps me going is my raw determination, my anger, my will power.Mum, God damn it forget me alone I remember shouting when she told me to do my work. Just go and mind your own business. I regretted the fact that I shouted. The expression on her face turned to one of utter surprise and disbelief. Her face reddened with anger, Why do you think I work so hard? I remember her sayi ng. Its so that you get a chance in life to get educated and make something of your self She explained. You dont know how hard life is, its a harsh world out there, if you do not get educated you will probably end up doing a low- paid unskilled labour work, do u want that? This is when I got angry. I hate it when she says that she works just for me This is when I got upstairs, changed into my training adapt and went runningSweat was dripping from my nose my breathing was gradually getting heavier, as I ran on the cemented pavement. I was tired, my vision was getting more and more blurry, and all I could see was the headlights of cars as they cloud opposite me. There are two different sections in me when I run, one says Come on you fool, what do you want to be a mediocre or the best?, Run, run, and never stop. I have no trainer to give me encouragement during the hardest part of the race therefore I have to admit encouragement myself. The other character says Why are your running fool Why are you going through so much hardship when you could be sitting at home watching television? There is a constant battle between my two characters when I run. Sometimes my negative character wins and I stop running but in most cases my positive character wins and I give the sack my race.Just three cytosine yards left this is the part in the race when I increase my hurrying to such an extent that I loose all my senses in my legs they go completely numb. The only thing which could keep me going is my determination, my will to succeed and not be a failure. Another two hundred yards Keep running I shouted to myself, No pain No pain I unplowed instructing my self in fact the only thing I could feel was pain. One hundred more yards left Youve done it Come onFinally I finished my run -I was outside my stand and I was heavily breathing and sweating. Throughout the whole race all I suffered was pain and anguish- there was times when I thought I was going to stop. However I en deavoured to accomplish the goal I had set for myself. Now all I could feel was complete satisfaction. Maybe, if I set the same perspective towards school work and if I finish tasks in time I would be feeling the same level of satisfaction as I am feeling now. I looked up and saw my start standing in front of me. Released all your anger have you? she asked with a smile on her face.Yes, Im compose now I replied.Come on then, Ill make you a cup of tea and then you can get started on your essays Its bizarre how the whole atmosphere changes after a four mile run.