Filed under: Past Memories
2nd April 2007
I have always been a huge lover of the mother nature. There’s this special connection between me and the great outdoor, starked in its most original form. I feel really happy when I’m out under the azure blue sky brimmed with cheery sunshine. Once again, it makes me feel like a kid, yet all over again. This was what happened for my run to East Coast last Saturday with both Boon and Kai…
The run was particularly a joyous and divine one to me. Wearing a head band, together with the company of some decent music tucked in the ears, I have covered a rather long distance. The sight was spectacular, seriously, I was in awe.
It was filled with exuberance, when your not just the only one running. I could see the old and the young ones jogging their way out, while some choose to cycle or blade on the paths. While I was alternating between run and walk, I could see that vast blue sea just inches away from me. There are many happy people prancing around. Some sat down together on a bench as they watched the sun set while some were lazing around on a picnic map as they celebrated their Family Day away.
And when the dark sets in, the skyline was simply beautiful. They sky was highlighted shade of orange. Running pass restaurants filled with contented people who were out there to relax for the day. I feel so much liberated, just like a kite which is free to fly to wherever she wants to be.
I really appreciate the company of both good friends even though the long traveling hours kind of spook them off to turn such activity into a weekly regimen for three of us. However, I believe I would still very much like to integrate the East Coast’s run into my weekly agenda. It has a huge therapeutic effect on me, seriously. You won’t know how much lighter my mood felt at the end of the day.
On a side note, I thought it’s really sweet to see people cycling together as a family. It’s very heart warming just to see old couple sitting by the bench just to watch the hours pass way. It’s loving to see couple holding hand in hand as they blade through that concrete road.
Oh well, I have witnessed so many kinds of love in the midst…
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