It has been a really long time since I went for a long slow run so I put on my running shoes and hit the road late yesterday evening. It took me quite a while before I managed to ease into a comfortable pace. My whole body relaxed, my limbs are moving freely and running now become a fluid motion. Over the next 50mins, I pounded leaves strewn forest floor, tarmac roads, green freshly cut grass and on dusty dirt paths in farmlands. The vast farmlands and no high rise within sight, the whole route was so spacious and empty. Every breath I took in felt like freedom; breathing new life into me. The run was fantastic. I found a new meaning for "running for my life".
La vie est belle.
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