Dreams Come Alive

Daybreak. Cloud silhouettes lie unstirring against a fiery red sky tinged with purple. Amidst the freshness of the morning air brought forth by the lightest of breezes, this rare tapestry evokes an involuntary gasp as I stand at the lift lobby in full admiration of nature’s awe-inspiring power.

This is the sight that rewards early risers. And I found myself among its fortunate recipients as I headed out to MacRitchie reservoir at 6:30 this morning to meet Anders, James and Catherine for the first time. We are all participating in the Gobi March commencing 25th June and had arranged for a morning run.

Exchanging ideas with fellow racers gave me an added impetus to my training. Or should I say an added alarm. Which isn’t necessarily a bad thing. I received reminders that I need to up my training mileage, work my core muscles, buy my shoes, confirm my flights, and be a whole lot less nonchalant about my preparation.

So this afternoon I proceeded to check a few items off my to-do list: I bought a spanking new pair of New Balance MT876 trainers, confirmed my flights, made plans for another morning run tomorrow and stocked up on a few more pieces of gear.

I like.