Sometimes running kills me, sometimes it's a bliss. My philosophy in physical activity: smooth waves. I start slow, push it very slow as long as I feel flowing[1]. I wave around the sweet spots.
BUT, I try not to control it too much, every time I start to focus about something else[2], I feel like flying. The minute I start thinking back about my body, the pleasure vanish.
My goal is to tighten my sensitivity to these two ideas so I can reach flow faster and longer.
[1] except min 5 and 15 where I often crack down a bit, maybe the body shifting sugar supplies.
[2] a rant, a fantasy, a job idea, some music...