After the Christmas Eve night out to the Cathedral I hadn’t leaved my room (except to the kitchen) till yesterday, when I found it hard to concentrate and study effectively, I went out for a run. I ran along the embankment to the Big Ben and return via the millennium bridge. The whole trip took around 1 hour and made me feel great. I can understand why so many people are obsessed with running: bankers who wake up 7 am Saturday to run a 50 miles marathon after only four hours sleep before heading back to work, or runners who just want to challenge their limits. Here’s the trailer of a movie about Steve Prefontaine that I’d love to watch (friends, download it and send it to me please), and here’s an article on Karnazes, who could run 350 miles in three days without sleeping.
Although running is never my main sport, I found it rewarding: the freedom and confidence it brings, not to mention the benefits it has on health. Perhaps I should add running to my regular schedule and use it as an opportunity to see more places in London (people around me will know that I’ve only been to very few places in London, basically just from my dorm to school; most tourists would have seen more places in London than I do). And maybe one day I’d be strong enough physically and mentally to challenge and break my limits.
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