The photographer writes on Flickr:
I love running. Hitting the pavement frees me from all other thoughts and allows me to feel entirely united as a being. I start out fully aware of the way I breathe, how my foot falls, how my arms drop and grip. Five minutes later, I am flowing.
I am not flowing yet. But this is what I am learning while running. Although I prefer to run fast, if I do I run out of breath fast, and then I stop. That has caused me to believe that I can’t run. However, if I run slowly with small steps, I can go the distance. When the path takes me downhill, I’m tempted to speed up, thinking that it’s too easy, but when I do, I can’t make it all the way up unless I stop and walk until I catch my breath.
I think there are lessons here for writing, too.