I wanna run again

I was jogging the other day.
Well, it was more like moving my arms and legs really fast on the treadmill, trying not to fall off and be embarrassed like those people you see on America's Funniest Homevideo.

Anyway, I finished my run. Whole three (3) miles. I had said - before starting my workout - that I'd run three miles today no matter what. And I did.
Somewhere in the middle of my run, I started thinking about the 5K that I had run few years back. I finished the 5K, which comes out to 3.1 miles, in just under 25 minutes. But today (the other day, rather) I managed to run 3 miles on a treadmill in just under 28 minutes!
I have a whole three minutes to shave off in order to get the time I used to get!

Then I started thinking about how we don't push ourselves nearly hard enough. We run the race, but never give everything that we've got because we wanna reserve some energy just in case. Just in case the race turnes out to be harder than we had initially thought. Just in case I get tired along the way. Or just simply because we don't feel like sweating as much or just don't want to feel that pain sometimes we get from pushing ourselves. You know, that pain you get on your sides when you run too fast for too long? Yeah, like that.

But when we finishe the race, no matter how hard or fast you had run that race, we always think -- I could've done better. Or I could have run little bit faster or just a little bit harder. Because when the race is all done and you're standing around drinking your Gatorade, you don't feel that pain on your side anymore. You don't worry about collapsing down to your knees. You don't worry about having to reserve that energy for just in case.

Then I thought, what if I live my life like that? What if in the end, I say, I could have done more?
Woooooooooooo....