I don’t run for medals. I don’t run for racing shirts or fancy gear. I don’t run for PRs. I don’t run for weight loss. I don’t run for popularity or recognition. I don’t even run for fitness. I’ll tell you why I do run though…
I run because there is no sweeter taste than that of fresh air
I run because nature paints colors that beat out any 3D movie or HDR photo
I run because when the breeze hits my face I feel peaceful and free
I run to be the only moving thing in a landscape of stillness
I run because it makes the smallest moments last an eternity
I run to sightsee
I run because there is nothing that calms me more than miles of open country roads
I run for that moment when the sun comes up and all of the world awakens
I run for…
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Always on the lookout for Bigfoot
Or a Moa in New Zealand.
Thanks for the repost! 🙂
Have you read Hauruki Murakami’s essay on running?
Apologies I think I may have sent you a reply I intended for another fabulous freshly pressed article. One of my readers asked if the abundance of colourful feathers is authentic – what’s your knowledge?
Have you read Haruki Murakami’s essay on running?