After 2 days without running, at the beginning of this morning the well known running bug hit me with its full strength. The jet lag helped a lot so here I am, at 6.30 am quietly sneaking out of our friends’ house (greater Seattle area) going for a run.
I decided to run for about 45 minutes just to explore the neighborhood. The snow on the dark road was fresh and crisp and everything around was silent. As I ran on, little by little the dawn was setting in. At one point, I passed a farm and heard the cows enjoying their breakfast.
The road was a bit hilly which is usually a problem for my legs spoiled by the perfect flatness of Dutch landscape. However, today I felt no pain. There was just the joy caused by freedom that only early morning run can cause.