Morning Has Broken.....

Nomi says...

Soooooo......after a week of hibernation, i was graciously allocated some time to go for a run....
I had to haul my lazy self out of bed, grope for my motivation from under the pillow and drag it kicking and screaming with me...then i visualized Joy, thousands of miles away, 12 hours behind time shaking her head at me, going "Bad Nomi, bad girl" ( just joking Joy:) And visualized Lulu too, running like an energizer bunny on her treadmill...
It was dark at the park.The skies were overcast and it was silently still. There weren't many people around with the looming threat of rain.Then it started to drizzle lightly. The weather was cool, it was blissfully peaceful and so serene. It was a beautiful, beautiful day....perfect for running. I practically had the park to myself, silence surrounded me....the trees were shaking their green, green leaves in the slight wind and the lake was dotted with falling drops of rain. There weren't screaming kids, noisy cars, barking dogs or arguing neighbors. Just me, and the sound of my shoes striking the asphalt. I am grateful for days like this. An hour of serenity , and hour of being able to do exactly what you want is a luxury....
During my runs, i see quite a number of people strolling, walking, skating or running. Some are recreational runners, some training for a race, some walk to socialize, some walk with aids, and a few are unquestionably very ill...
So, i am thankful that i am healthy enough to run at a reasonable pace, thankful that i have family, loved ones and friends who support what i do. On that beautiful morning i just ran without counting pace or calories or time...just ran for the joy of running and the joy of being alive....

P/S : The picture above is of one of the oldest recreational parks in the country where i live and where i used to run. And where i was chased by a pig tailed macaque during one of these runs...