This entry is just so I can access this info quickly at a future point.
http://www.seat61.com/Italy.htm#Rome
http://www.trenitalia.com/en/index.html
Why do you run?
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People always ask
why do you run?
Like its a strange thing.
I want to ask them
why do you not?
Have you tried it?
Are you simply remembering the pain of school PE?
Have you felt the buzz?
Let me try to explain...
A hard day,
I've been stuck behind a desk
scribbling notes from a lecture
or typing my notes up
and learning them.
After awhile my mind clogs up
like gears that need oiling.
Dregs of the day jam the moving parts
till I can't think straight.
I need to get out,
to become one with this world again.
Each run has a ritual
my own pre-run ritual.
It calms my racing mind
eases the knots of tension.
I slip my sports kit on
feeling the flow of the material
against my skin
so free, not like my day wear
my tight jeans and top.
I tie my hair back
whilst doing breathing excercises
that further calm my mind.
The same ones I use pre-exam.
Never understood the science
that means it works.
I don't care if it works.
I start to feel the familiar twitch
of muscles priming themselves to move
to power my body over the earth
I'm longing to hit the trail.
Sitting down I pull my trainers on,
first the left and a double knot
then the right and a double knot.
I've never done it any other way.
Ritual. Don't deviate.
Strapping my music to my arm
I power it on and slip the ear phones onto my ears
feeling the beat,
urging my feet to move.
I stretch gently
then head out the door.
Starting off slowly,
half power-walk, half slow jog
until I reach the beach.
Once more I stretch,
my muscles warmed up and ready.
One command from my mind
and I'm off
running letting my brain
take control of the machine
that is my body.
Freedom.
I run like today didn't happen
and tomorrow doesn't matter.
I'm at one with nature
small compared to her might.
I run chasing the surf
feeling the wind rush past my face
the rain soaks me
but I'm free.
The music pounds in my ears
my feet hitting the sand
in rhythmic time to it.
Unity, power, dare I say it grace?
I marvel at the design of my body
the seeming ease at which it copes with the terrain
I dance with the elements
Charging over the dunes and down into the breaking surf.
I play at tag with the mini breakers
daring them to chase me up the beach
The evening glow starts to envelop the beach
as I run.
I'm the only one out there
my heart pounding in my chest
my lungs stung by the salt air
but moving powerfully
pushing my body to its limits.
My adrenaline levels soar
I feel I could do this forever
Just me and the elements
dancing some bizarre dance together.
All too soon its time to head back
to rejoin the rat race
until the next time
when I crave to be free.
I hit the showers
the warm water washing over my body
soothing tired limbs...
It feels good to be alive.
(c) 2008 RandomGoth
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