My Road

After several months of running, I realised that not all the roads are the same. The regular reader knows that around us, the landscape is as flat as a pancake and the wind usually blows from south-west. In other words, the speed on each road is pretty predictable, depending only on the direction I pick to leave the house.

But there are exceptions. Like this old narrow Road about 2 km away from our house. It is a stretch of asphalt about 1 mile long that used to connect two tiny villages. Nowadays it is only used for local traffic (tractors) and as a cycling path. For some reason, every time I hit this particular road, I run faster, easier, I feel no pain, just happiness as all the endorphins start coming to my head.

This morning I couldn’t sleep. I went to the bathroom and instead of returning to my warm bed, something made me to dress up and leave the house. Even though last night I came  home from  my rainy run all soaked and tired, I had to run again. I ran to my Road. The sun was barely up and I was all alone. The feeling was the one of unlimited freedom.

I did not want to be in any other place, any other time. Just here, me and the Road, the two of us. I had no plans, no time schedule, just my empty head watching the world waking up into yet another bright day.

Juneathon Day 29: Thirty

Although June only counts its 29th day today, tonight I have achieved 30 consecutive days of running. Yes, silly me, I ran on May 31st as well.So after work I quickly changed and hit the road as usuaaly, this time with Freddie Mercury in my ears (Who else could give me such a boost to actually run tonight!?). At the end I have to admit, the run was quite nice. Yes, I am tired but still – I enjoyed the road:

Halfway there was even some wildlife to look at:Last run tomorrow.

Juneathon Day 20: Bad signs

Sometimes life does not treat us well and shows us signs like these:On really bad days, you can even bump into this one:Luckily, for all the days, good and bad, there is always the road:Short post today, sorry about that. The run was great though: for 8.5 km, I had the entire world for myself.