They got the buildings straight, but the maze below is baffling. Dammit, I like right angles.
I have been looking forward to this run since the beginning of the programme. And it was true running freedom - no stop / starts, free from phone, running belt, headphones, music, podcasts, drill instructor, shoulder pain, exhaustion, stress.
I just set my watch timer for 20 minutes and began. Listened to my trainers hitting the pavement, the birds, my own laboured breathing; I noted the smells particular to Hong Kong - a heady combination of seaweed-y sea air, sewage, durian fruit, and that pungent scent of cooking stock - and focused on the present moment. Breath in: 'This breath.' Breath out: 'This moment.' That's all we ever have, after all. Mindfulness at its best.
At worst I was slightly puffed and had jelly legs towards the end, but I kept my pace steady and slow. I am the tortoise, 🐢 not the hare. The new route design is a geometric puzzle of architectural insanity, so my mind's protractor was always at work, planning the next illogical path to take.
Overall, an excellent run. It's bloody good to be alive.
🐢 🐌 🍍