The Last Mile.

My youngest sister and I decided to take an evening run after gorging our faces with mexican food tonight. I would say we ran 1/2 mile..I don’t have a cool gadget that detects miles stuck to my hip but this seems to be a sufficient enough answer. I have come to the realization that I need to start running again as I took a break and life threw me off my pace. I missed feeling the brace of solid ground between my tennis-shoes and the liberation of finishing. Palms sweaty, heart racing, though invigoratingly painful at times, running is my release. It separates me from my thoughts, emotions, anxieties and gives me a chance to leave the happenings of life for a little bit. Sometimes, we just need time, to not think. Time to soak up natural beauty, solitude and peace.

We we're tired yet energized.

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