"How far can you go?" by G.

It's six o' clock in the morning. A man wakes up, a bit reluctant, but determined. He grabs his sneakers and heads out the door. And then it begins. He starts walking; you know, to get the blood flowing. Then he increases his speed. One foot over the other. It flows into a jog. He has no particular destination. Not a physical one anyway. But there is a place he does want to reach. A state of being that for now only exists in his head. So he keeps jogging. His heartbeat thumps with a steady rhythm. And now his legs and arms start to tire. Maybe he should go back? Wouldn't want to go pull a muscle now would he? But each few feet that his body transverses brings him that much closer to what he wants. So, despite the cries of his body, he moves onward, confident that his sheer desire to make his thoughts a reality will help him pull through.

I guess you can say its a question that mankind has asked itself eternally. How far can we go? Well, we usually have these "comfort zones". We don't usually like to venture into unknown territory. Our own minds, for the reason of protecting us, give birth to a mental barrier of sorts. A mental barrier that causes physical and mental effects. In the case of the man above, it would be his mind finding excuses to stop and his body becoming a bit sore. But I will stress and always stress this simple fact. You must go past your comfort zones if you are ever to change or if you ever want anything to happen. The idea of comfort zones is there to protect you and your feelings. But sometimes we have to toughen up and take matters into our own hands. The answer to the question I've proposed has no straight answer. The answer is provided by you.