run baby run..

close your eyes and imagine running in the cold morning in the mist. the feeling of experiencing your warm breath against the cold mist rubbing all over your body. the pain in the muscles tearing your apart from one side.

while the stinging pain in the lungs tearing from another side.the new and fitting running suit hangs around and moves around with each movement of your limb. that is the feeling of being up on the first break of dawn and panting like a horse on the spoiled roads when the dust has  not yet been kicked up the vile traffic.

run like a jet, run like lightning. run at the top of your speed. that is the key to running at the break of dawn. nothing else matters. run till you pant like horse in all senses. let the pain run down and settle things for you. you would never feel better in life. the sad truth is, its been quite a long time since that experience has touched the heart and body alike.

though not good at running, give it your all. you would never have to regret it. that is the best way to begin your day. everything else, as is recommended by others are just substandard.

run .. run like crazy.. run like forrest, run like lola, run like PT usha , run like bolt. tear off the masks of unreality and pierce the limitations of dimensions. run for your life.
(i typed all the above stuff with my eyes closed and only did corrections and added images afterwards. try closing your eyes after reading this..)