Time for firsts

It seems it's time for firsts this summer. On Sunday it's been my first attempt of jogging in the park. It's so much different than running on a treadmill. It's more difficult and requires more concentration until you find your rhythm, until you keep your pace. But afterwords it's great. Running in the park, breathing the fresh air early in the morning, admiring the lake and the smell of the fresh cut grass from the golf club it is inspiring and, in no time, you forget the pain, the effort and you find yourself smiling, enjoying this moment. Of course I have a sore body right now but I can't wait for the next time. I think I like this kind of running.