it ends tonight,
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Morning Run.
I ran my heart out just now. My what a damn good feeling. I cant remember when was the last time I actually ran. Most probably was when I was still donning the colours of the force. Just now though I ran for the sake of running and to let out some much vented steam in me.It was refreshing. The morning dew still fresh in the air that I was breathing in, panthing of course. The run help to release some much needed emotions outta me. It also helped to clear my mind of plenty of negativity that had clouded me all night long.The only setback from the run is the pain in my knee. Yup it showed up its ugly head the pain but it was only temporary I think. By the time I reach da 300++ area, the pain had slowly subsided and dissapeared. Either that or I was just ignoring it so much till the pain numbed and I couldnt feel it, Ha. Either way, I was running smoothly...all the way till my alma matter.Ah...Dunman secondary. I actually ran till I reached Dunman till which I just walked around the compund mesmerized by all the love/hate memories I have of that place. It was still very much dark when I was circling the compund. I could try to recall each place that I passed with any form of memory I had. A funny feeling too when I passed the 'new' building extension. It wasnt ready when I graduated back in 98 but it was slowly being filled up by the early birds chatting in their classrooms.As I passed by the side where my class used to be, I saw that the teachers' room had been relocated to the ground floor of that side. And I looked up, and there it was the room where I studied for my O's. Soon enough I had walked and reached back the busstop from which I continued my run home.It seemed further when I wanted to run back, even though I took the shorter route. Now, its much brighter...more cars meaning more smoke from the exhausts systems too. I ran and ran...releasing more sweat and emotions in a long time and finally I saw Street11.I had already told myself I would run my heart out, at my fastest or at least fastest stride..and definietly I did. I ran as fast as my short legs could go. I ran and ran and when I almost wanted to give up, I pushed myself more for the women in my life. They were swirling around in my head, remember...emotions and all. So I pushed...and made it that extra bit more. That definitely released more emotions and stress.*phew*Oh my and the endorphins released from the morning jog is starting to kick in. Ha. My oh My...
when darkness turns to light @ 7:50 am

