Running at ECP has been one of my most favorite activities in Singapore. Running along the beach, where cacophony of the city gets absorbed in the vastness of sea, is probably one of the best feelings you can never get tired of. There's something magical about being in motion, the dynamism of which lifts up your spirits and alleviates your worries. There is something liberating in the openness of the area and vastness of the sea. A combination of both gives you a kick that can only be imagined.
When I run, I don't look around at the people playing at the beach or cycling on the road. My eyes stay focused on the track as I thread my way through fellow runners or strollers. But the ambiance does contribute significantly to my spirit and motivation.
Today was the first time in 2013 I ran at ECP. No doubt I was excited. And the evening was particularly beautiful. Dark clouds loomed overhead but the western edge of the sky had cleared up as the sun was setting. So the evening was a little darker with western part of the horizon strikingly effulgent. The surroundings had assumed a cerise tinge which added to the crepuscular charm.
I ran against, and then in the direction of wind. The relatively long break from running did not affect my speed at all. I ran the same distance I run every time. Maybe it was the ambiance, or maybe it was the feeling of familiarity I got to relish after months of soggy life at desk.
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