Purity in footracing

It may seem too obvious that I should dedicate myself to running and footracing. Should I abandon all women and all other distractions? Now is perhaps the time. There is a 10 mile race in early September, but this morning I did not race a 4 mile footrace at the King's forest due to carnal distractions. Purity requires I dedicate myself to running. The King's forest is a holy place. I returned to it last night, wiping insects from my eyes and swallowing them into my lungs. My journey begins and ends here every day. What I learned, when in the clouds of Northern California, ascending to Klamath, was that I could not see the King's forest.