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In thinking of why I love to run, I recall the feeling of freedom when running, which I never found elsewhere, even from flying (as a student pilot flying was more of a kill-joy for me!). And a sense of comaraderie that, in thinking back, I suddenly realized is linked to one of my very few happy childhood memories.
My father sent me to a DC Army National Guard summer camp when I was 14, where I met the first 'foreign' friend, and the only person who ever ran with me. He was a dark muscular guy from Tanzania, and also the only person there with whom I could share -we talked as we ran, or, I ran, while he merely jogged. I appreciated his effort to to accomodate my slower stride, and his attentive listening. I can only hope that I was as attentive a listener as he was. I recall being fascinated to hear about his home in Africa, yet irritated that everyone assumed we were dating. Sex was the farthest thing from my mind (I have no clue how he felt) at the time. The fact that someone took the time to share his thoughts with me, listen to mine, and that we could stay in step together was the cornerstone of our friendship. Sadly, we lost touch after that camp, but I have always recalled and sought that same comaraderie, brotherhood.
So now I can finally come back to running, and hope perhaps to find a similar friendship. See <a href="http://moncarnet.org/afficher-carnet-de-shiradest&an=2015">My training so far: 2015</a>
I am too tired to translate this at the moment, but since I am mostly writing it for a franco-hispanophone person I know, I will finish later.
Shira "HolocenHumanEra" Dest.
2nd July, 12015 HE
1re km en 8:17
donc, 2me km = 7:57 mais terminé avec plus d'effort
J'ai trottiné plus vite aujourd'hui et étonnement, je m'a senti beaucoup meilleure en trottinant plus vite qu'en 'trottinant' aussi lentement possible !
Voici <a href="http://moncarnet.org/afficher-carnet-de-shiradest&an=2015">Mon carnet 2015</a>
Shira èreHolocèneHumane Destinie
2 de julliet, année 12015 èH
(https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Calendrier_holocène)
EraHolocenaHumana
My father sent me to a DC Army National Guard summer camp when I was 14, where I met the first 'foreign' friend, and the only person who ever ran with me. He was a dark muscular guy from Tanzania, and also the only person there with whom I could share -we talked as we ran, or, I ran, while he merely jogged. I appreciated his effort to to accomodate my slower stride, and his attentive listening. I can only hope that I was as attentive a listener as he was. I recall being fascinated to hear about his home in Africa, yet irritated that everyone assumed we were dating. Sex was the farthest thing from my mind (I have no clue how he felt) at the time. The fact that someone took the time to share his thoughts with me, listen to mine, and that we could stay in step together was the cornerstone of our friendship. Sadly, we lost touch after that camp, but I have always recalled and sought that same comaraderie, brotherhood.
So now I can finally come back to running, and hope perhaps to find a similar friendship. See <a href="http://moncarnet.org/afficher-carnet-de-shiradest&an=2015">My training so far: 2015</a>
I am too tired to translate this at the moment, but since I am mostly writing it for a franco-hispanophone person I know, I will finish later.
Shira "HolocenHumanEra" Dest.
2nd July, 12015 HE
1re km en 8:17
donc, 2me km = 7:57 mais terminé avec plus d'effort
J'ai trottiné plus vite aujourd'hui et étonnement, je m'a senti beaucoup meilleure en trottinant plus vite qu'en 'trottinant' aussi lentement possible !
Voici <a href="http://moncarnet.org/afficher-carnet-de-shiradest&an=2015">Mon carnet 2015</a>
Shira èreHolocèneHumane Destinie
2 de julliet, année 12015 èH
(https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Calendrier_holocène)
EraHolocenaHumana
