Gemotions

It was a cold, crisp morning on the track. John, a long-distance runner, was asked to try the hurdles. He felt…honored. He saw an opportunity.

He practiced relentlessly, pushing himself, falling, and getting back up. He felt a sense of freedom, the wind in his hair, the rhythm of his strides.

As he cleared the final hurdle, finishing the race in record time, a sense of quiet satisfaction filled him. He looked to the coach, the small gesture of acknowledgement enough to make him feel complete.