
I love running. I just love running freely as I please. I love the scenery I encounter along the way. I love running on mountain paths. I love the view of the town when looking down from the summit. I love running up hills. I love the horizon I see after reaching the top. I love running through the city. I love the vast sky beyond the clusters of buildings. I love to keep running. I love noticing the first star that begins to shine before I know it. I love running. I love running on the turf, in races. Escaping from all the noise, with only the sound of the wind and the beat of my heart echoing, the view at the front is what I love most of all. The scenery I love increases with every run. Recently… when I look back after reaching the finish line, I love seeing your face too.