The Morning Birds Sing

The morning birds. We slept with the window open last night because the weather was nicer. I woke up five minutes before my alarm at 5:10am to the sound of the morning birds singing. These were the happy ones (not seagulls) singing some sort of happy song. Well that’s how I heard it anyways. After a few minutes I got out of bed and went down stairs, got dressed and went outside. It was quiet and my neighbourhood wasn’t awake yet. No dog walkers this morning. Just me and slightly warmer weather than I was expecting which was such a nice surprise. I had a short run scheduled and I stuck to the plan.

The run was quiet and I tried to focus on technique: quick turnover, tight lower abs, lean in to the run, slow it down. However the more I ran the less I thought about technique and my mind drifted off in to peacefulness. A sort of calm that makes me feel balanced and a feeling that I can take with me for the rest of the day. 20 minutes Continue reading

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