Yes, I know. This is philosophical clap trap, but it’s an odd sensation I’m alluding to.
Today I decided to take a route on road. 37 miles of dull, repetitive road. With each step, a small layer of what I call myself was stripped away. The pain in my foot was no longer a problem and new issues where easily solved by altering the way I moved.
Miles and hours passed by, but it all was one single moment. Breaks, even if they were just a few minutes, seemed to fill me with new energy and my legs felt light again.
Now, after finding a place to sleep, I am glowing with the warmth of a day’s hard work and will be sleeping… Lots.