Recently I went for a run.
To be clear, I’m not a good runner. I typically log about a ten minute pace, with a good day inching closer to the 9:30 mark. That said, I can mostly go forever if time allows. Running, for me, is a chance to disconnect. It’s an opportunity to stop thinking or stressing about life’s day-to-day responsibilities and disappear for a while.
My running ritual starts with strapping up some Nikes, throwing on my head phones, and racing through the neighborhood next to mine; the one with the big, expensive houses and nice sidewalks.