I just can’t help it, I love running immensely.

Yes, the freeing aspect of running has its immense value, but somehow running regulates my energy and my anxiety. There are some days where I feel like total shit, and all what I want is hide under the blanket all day and skip myself with some doomscrolling. But some days I drag myself to the shoe rack, get my running shoes on, and just hit the road.

I can notice my anxiety in the HR monitor. I start the run with a higher heart rate due to the anxiety, and it feeds itself until I steady my pace. This is the point where I feel liberated from everything, even the anxiety.

Early this evening, I was running under the full moon (96% waning gibbous to be precise), and the wind coming from SW. Usually southwestern winds feel tropical and coastal, which boosts the feeling of flying during the run.

The post-run high is a reward that you don’t want to miss. I simply come home afterwards full of energy and excitement. So I usually use it to organize the place, spray some fragrances, and type down some thoughts or sometimes write down some blog posts (like this one).

Here’s to freedom. 🏃