First time runner

I hate running.
Running is one thing I often wonder why people do it regularly. You see, If I want to go somewhere, I can bicycle which is much more fun and efficient. If I want to work out, I will do something involves in competing with B so I get motivated such as playing squash.

Again, never say never, this morning I become one happy runner for the very first time. What can I say? The nature of Stockholm is just perfect for running. I wake up at 7:00 am today, the sun is shinning and the air is crisp. All the sudden, I feel the desire to put on my running shoes and get into the forest cross street. I am ready to inhale all those great Pythoncidere!!

The air is so cold and I have to run faster to keep my body warm, the lake and the forest are so beautiful I almost forget how hard my heart is pumping and I can faint in any minute.

There are so many beautiful houses on the way but I am not in the mood to take pictures. I finish the small lap in one hour and have smoked reindeer as breakfast. [ Yes, I eat Rudolph !!]

What a fantastic way to start a day!