Theres nothing like it, nothing can compare. It all starts with a first step into a stride and picking a perfect trail. Rhythm of the feet connected to the ground with each strike into the dirt. Music flowing and controlling the pace of the run at times. Wind brushed up against my face. Different place, still the same feeling. Sneakers are fitted tight, and the striking continues, till I have to stop. Feeling winded, exhausted but happier than I ever could. It’s the best feeling, a mix of physical stressors depleting the body of all its energy, the tenseness is gone. Weight lifted of the shoulders, alleviating the things we carry and pick up on the trail. There is nothing left to do without energy but to rest. Prepare for another upcoming adventure. Going in groups is the best, talking, sharing, competing and building a community. More is ever present, more is ever thought about, more there is to be running. Different time, different place, different people, different completion, different life, different people, different EVERYTHING, and the feeling is always the same. It’s simply the best. Nothing will ever beat it. Clarity of the mind is awakened with each step, a flow of the body with each thud into the cement, a clearer mind is created. Theres just something to it, I just can’t place my finger one it. A little mystery is great, maybe best left unsolved and indescribable.
Running simple just is, it feels amazing and just is right. But still, I want to talk and talk, describe the indescribable. If I had to put a name to it, it would be limitless, no that not quite right. Hmm, maybe a better word for it is boundless, or full of potential. Endless? Do you know reader because I’m certainly struggling. Well, I’ve given it some thought, some real thought for a while now.
Running makes me feel and be Unbound.
That’s it, nothing more.
Running just is, so I will just be.
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