Late night run
Last night I went for a night run up the mountain behind my school. It was freezing. A fat yellow moon hung above me. I ran up the neighborhood streets, through the brigtly lit college campus and plunged into the darkness of the forest preserve. Terrifying. I ran hard and played my ipod loud. The run felt good. I felt strong for the first time in a long time.I remember that feeling.
I miss it.
posted by Scribbler @ Wednesday, January 18, 2006
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