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i had such a fantastic long run this morning that i feel like i'm going to burst if i don't get to share it with  someone. too bad that running, especially long-distance running, is not very sexy a sport in the sense that there is not much going on and thus not much to share -- you just run, and that's about it.


and that's also the great thing about it. there was no drama, no sudden turns of events and the biggest personal difficulty i probably came across was when my phone ran out of battery and i couldn't listen to music anymore. i didn't even achieve anything tactile or get anywhere. i just ran, in the slot of existence and time created just for me, and it felt easy and light and i didn't have to think about anything else than putting a foot in front of another. the world around me didn't interfere with me but instead provided a beautiful background for the wonderful two and a half hours i was separated from the most of it.


so instead of even trying to describe why i had a good run or how it felt i'll just have you know that i did. anyone who has ever had one knows what i mean and to the ones who haven't i wouldn't be able to explain it, anyway.