Monday, April 28, 2014

Running Without Time



The watch gave one mournful beep and died. I nearly stopped, not sure how to keep going without it.

But then there was just me, under a cloudless sky. Breathing hard. Feet pounding the pavement.

Running like time and distance didn't matter.


14 comments:

  1. Sounds so beautifully carefree to me!

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  2. I stopped timing my runs years ago...and i love it. I feel you here.

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  3. this is beautiful.

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  4. when we give up our clocks I think that's true freedom. To be able to run, or walk, or read or nap or love without glancing at the time.

    it's a nice place to be, without a care in the world.

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  5. That last line is me, all the time. I related to every of the 42 words. Get out of my head, please. well done

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  6. Very nice--I've tried to get into running many times over the years (but it's always been so difficult). I always admire people who can leave all the gadgets at home and just enjoy a run.

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  7. Oh, yes. To be this free every day. Yes, please.

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  8. When I choose not to check my watch (aka phone), I feel more free. Hands down.

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  9. Yeah - I know the liberation that comes with running sans timepiece!

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  10. Ha! That reminds me of times when my watch stops. I feel lost without it.

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  11. Very good. I hate running, therefore, I fear I would have to stop if the watch did, because I wouldn't want to run one second longer than necessary. :D

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  12. Oh, what a fantastic way to approach the prompt! It reminded me - for the second time in a week, oddly - of how, when I go camping, my favorite part is taking off my watch. Great job - thanks for linking up!

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  13. I am in awe of those of you who are passionate about running.

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  14. Oh, to run free, without worrying about how much time has passed, what a wonderful idea in a world where our lives are too often controlled to the minute by obligations and chores.

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