After running about 6 1/2 miles of my speed drills and being pretty much done and doing my cool-down, Better Than Ezra's "Misunderstood" comes on, and I can't help but sprinting around the track one more time. I was tired and sprinting kinda made me want to puke after doing sprints for nearly an hour, but I couldn't help it...I just wanted to RUN!
Growing up, I was totally un-athletic. Everyone knew better than to pass me the ball, and I still will not play volleyball...bad memories from middle school PE.
But now, there is freedom and exhilaration and power in just being able to run. I'd recommend it to anyone. :-)