run through a field

im not fit. i think i just realized it. i found a huge field it was a bit muddy but no sheep or tractors. i realized how unhealthy i am. i was with my friends and we ran around for agges. i ran for 13 minutes and then collapsed. i prefer my cake and chocylate and trvelling by car. beep beep :D

it okay
i can tick this now wooooop!

I must find the most perfect, dry, empty field.
It must be totally quiet (no tractors going in the backround) sunny, dry, with clean crisp air.

And a feild with no sheep. ugh.
But living in Ireland, that may pose as a problem…....

i lived in the country for five years, but i had never done this until i met someone who had this great child-like innocense of the way he looked at the world. he was at my house one night and wanted to go look at the stars (he lived in the city, so he didn’t get to see them often). he looked at into the backyard and said, “run with me.” i looked at him like he was crazy. i told him it sounded weird and i’d never done it before. he begged for me to try it and finally i conceeded and took his hand and we just ran through my field. it was so fun and it made me feel like a kid again. it was nice to be exhausted and just flop down on our backs and look at the stars and just be filled with that happiness and carefree feeling that most of us haven’t experienced in a long time.

finally, I’VE DONE THIS! and I was with my best friend, Damiano.

it smelled like freedom. so worth doing.

Every day forever

I try, but I’m scared a farmer might come out and shoot at me!