While I was in England, I developed my love for running. It started at a pub when I was asked if I wanted to do a half marathon before I hit 23. My birthday was in two months and the run was just a few days before. And yes I managed to train, do the run in under two hours, all before I turned 23.
Now that I’m back in Canada, it is hard to go for a run with all the ice and snow, and the gym just does not do it for me.
Here’s a video that captures how people let their guard down when they are liberated from their responsibilities:
Can’t wait until I can run again in the spring!