Runner, a Madman

Since starting to run,
I've become the eyes of others, a madman.
Once, at the airport waiting for a flight,
due to an indefinite delay,
I realized I hadn't recorded my running today,
so I started running with my running app at the terminal,
quickly running for 5 kilometers.
My fellow companions were stunned,
saying I ran until I went crazy.

After running,
I've never had a lazy weekend since,
My wake-up time is earlier than my work wake-up time.
Lying in bed, how comfortable it is,
but I'm not running,
I'm running relentlessly on the track until exhausted.
When others just wake up,
I've already finished running 10 kilometers,
covered in sweat.
In the eyes of others, I am a madman,
and I'm still happy about it.
Yes, since starting to run,
my mind is always full of running,
when talking to friends,
any topic can be traced back to running.
I've been trying to find ways to run faster,
but in the end, I haven't made much progress,
and my friends make fun of me.
Sometimes when I see the number 520,
I'm surprised it's not the arrival of the bus,
but the pace of 5 minutes 20 seconds per kilometer.

Since starting to run,
I've become the eyes of others, a madman.
Even knowing that marathons are extremely painful,
I still sign up repeatedly!
Each painful experience hasn't made me learn from my mistakes.
It's not like normal people would be like me,

Since starting to run,
I've participated in many races,
each time I don't get any prize money,
and I have to spend a lot of money,
registration fees, transportation fees, accommodation fees, etc.,
but I still can't resist signing up.
Not only in domestic races,
but also abroad.
My friends say why am I doing this?
Since starting to run,
I've become the eyes of others, a madman.
When having a gathering with friends,
seeing delicious food, I dare not use chopsticks to pick it up into my own bowl.
My friend brought a bottle of good wine,
I didn't even dare to take a sip.
Letting the good food and wine go to waste.
Sometimes to lose weight,
I'm so hungry in the middle of the night,
I still resist eating.
Is this a disease?

Since starting to run,
I've become the eyes of others, a madman.
When having a gathering with friends,
they go to play and play, eat and eat, buy and buy,
while I just run and run.
This park has a nice scenery,
if I could run a little bit, that would be great.
You tell me what's always in my mind!
Since starting to run,

I've become the eyes of others, a madman.
It took a long time to have a date with a girl,
I chose to go to Osan,
and I ran back,
she disappeared.
My friends know and say to me:
You are crazy!
Since starting to run,
I've become the eyes of others, a madman.
In the cold winter,
why don't I stay indoors,
but go out to suffer.
After running, my hands and feet are frozen,
the pain of recovery is excruciating.
But every time after a painful experience,
I will continue to go out to run.
I comfort myself by saying 'winter exercise three nine.'
In the hot summer,
I would recklessly go out to run.
My skin gets darker,
and it also becomes coarser.

My thighs become thicker,
and my ankles are not as slender as before.
Sometimes I'm attacked by injuries,
my mood drops to a low point,
and even I can't accept that I can't run.
Since starting to run,
I've become the eyes of others, a madman.
I have an Apple watch,
it's so beautiful,

it's expensive to buy,
but I spent the same price
buying a black and white screen watch.
The appearance is mediocre,
and the function is single,
it can only record running data,
it can't make calls, it can't listen to music...
Since starting to run,
I've become the eyes of others, a madman.
My salary is spent on buying equipment,
running shoes, not just one pair,
socks, shorts, compression leg sleeves,
glasses, off-road backpacks, etc.
My friends say these are all unnecessary,
why do you always keep buying and buying.

Since starting to run,
I've become the eyes of others, a madman.
I run 10 kilometers every day,
I don't know why,
sometimes after running, I feel like I'm stupid,
I still insist on running.
Since starting to run,
I've become the eyes of others, a madman.
In the summer,
I recklessly go out to run.
My skin gets darker,

and it also becomes coarser.
My thighs become thicker,
and my ankles are not as slender as before.
Sometimes I'm attacked by injuries,
my mood drops to a low point,
and even I can't accept that I can't run.