But not that good, just “fine”. Later on I skip the trail for the “real” terrain. Nature in its most natural suit. Suddenly I feel the soil with my hands. The branches, the slippery logs after daily heavy rains. I tumble, fall, roll and laugh.
But I’m still not there. I’m still in the past or the future. I’m still in my mind. It’s not until I dance with a smile and – HAVING FUN! When it’s all play. Then it’s easier to see the beauty of running. The beauty of everything. The beauty of being. What you can do with running…? What you can feel.
I guess it’s a freedom thing. Letting go of preconceptions. Chosing directions not by habit energy but by presence. And again – HAVING FUN!
There is no hurry. No specific direction. There are trees, some living with leaves in bright and not so bright autumn colors, some dead, burned to coal but still there. The colors in the twilight give their last breath before inhaling the darkness.
The last dance home is a quick-step descending a muddy steep trail with deep pools. And today we’re running straight through, no detours, no cowardish running. Splash! Who said running isn’t fun?Running in cold water – what about that for a running trend? Muddy & Wet Running. Yeah right!