Physically, I am stronger than most.
Yes, most.
My legs are solid muscle, with strength beyond measure.
I could kick a ball from one goal into the other. I can run for miles and miles.
My arms are defined, with broad shoulders carrying the load.
I could carry three times the weight of those around me. I can work for hours and hours.
My mind is sharp and powerful.
I could remember a random face from childhood. I can manage task upon task.
Emotionally, I am stronger than most.
Yes, most.
My soul is deep and rich, with strength beyond measure.
I could empathize and absorb the emotions surrounding me. I can contemplate for miles and miles.
My sadness is acknowledged.
I could cry into my pillow until the world slept. I can remember for hours and hours.
My happiness is infinite.
I could laugh until my breathe escapes me. I can smile enjoying task upon task.
I am stronger than most.
Yes, most.
My running miles give me hours to understand my tasks.
My running miles give me strength.
My running miles give me, me.
In warmth,
Beth
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