Long long ago, in a
land far far away, there was a girl who loved to run…
Exercise has been a stress reliever for me since my college days
(Uni, UK readers). It was the perfect
release from the pressures of all-nighters and impending crits. Through the years, running has become my
constant.
I head out, relax my muscles as much as possible, kick into
a comfortable rhythm, and let my mind go wherever it wants. Sometimes it churns over the same thing for
the whole run, quite often working itself to some sort of conclusion by the
end. Sometimes it hops from one thing to
another, and before I know it, it’s gone blank and I’ve not thought of anything
but the scenery for ages. I used to call
it zen running because of how these
runs make me feel come the end.
