Yesterday I slogged out a very humid and sweaty 9 miles. The temps were pushing 90 and the humidity had rose to meet it which made even this Cape Cod air thick and at times unbearable. On the run there were so many times that I wanted to stop and walk...give in to the heat and exhaustion...but I pushed on. It wasn't record time for me but it was a battle won. It is easy to settle...stay right where you are...not push any further...but that is not where the passion is found. The passion is found in pushing yourself to reach what you are truly capable of.