Last night I went to Hastings and read some books on running. One of them was the complete book of running for women. It advised that some days you just run. No watch. No must-do-distance, no perfect pace. Just run. So that's what I did today.
I ran.
I sprinted.
I walked.
I jogged.
I leaped over curbs.
I grooved to the music.
I smiled.
It felt nice. Even Great. I don't have a clue how far or how long I ran, probably not very, but I had a good time. And I needed that.
1 comment:
what music do you listen to when you run?
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