That Happy Place

From the balcony of The Lexis, PD. November 2011.
I was a different person then, someone with less control of her life, her emotions.
Today's run: 8.11 km, 1:02:10.

Just when I was about to go out for the run, a close friend shared some annoying remarks (made by someone else). They ticked me off, and for the first 2 km, I was fuming with anger. As a result, breathing was erratic, and I was panting for air.

Then, something happened.

Instead of continuing being angry, I became more concerned about the next 6 km. There were double hills coming up after KM 3 too. I know I have to make the distance, but if I did not control my breathing, it is going to be an agonizing run.

With that, the anger just went poof. I was drafting a few of what I thought to be my wittiest, most sarcastic remarks ever, but as I covered one km after the other, I realized they do not matter anymore.

For I have found my happiness.