There is something deeply, primally satisfying about jogging shirtless and barefoot under the hot, midday sun. I feel like a wild animal, some un-caged beast running free on the streets of suburbia.
I feel wonder in the gaze of the civilized mortals around me. They know that I am not one of them.
For five months I’ve been living sober and eating clean. I run, I lift, I box, I wrestle and I fence. Each day that goes by I feel myself growing harder, stronger, closer to the earth.
We each must find our own way to relate to the gods. This is mine.