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Running, I can clear my mind. Thoughts quieted and calm, concentrating on breathing, on fluid motion, on pushing my body forward into space. Lifting my knees, shifting my arms in the wind, high over the concrete ribbon road. My heart hammering, the music pounding in my ears, sparkling in the sunlight overhead. The sharp rasp of air in my lungs, hair held back from my face, my eyes up and searching for something...
Today was good for it, bright cold light all around. It's catharsis, and a bit of punishment as well. I need to do more of it, each day.
Today was good for it, bright cold light all around. It's catharsis, and a bit of punishment as well. I need to do more of it, each day.