Feet,Arm,Legs,Lungs,Moving firmly,yet existing only in my brain. Head floating over pavements, drawing a line over beaches. Head full of running,yet empty. Half empty thoughts penetrate and move on. Time Sharing computer head samples the environment: textures,rustles,smells. Nose connected to feeling lungs, Sniffs out the ease or frantic pace of Suburbs. Whiffs of the health or sickness of society’s collective mind.

Mind,head,heart lungs pounding on . Large effort massaging out, some small unstructured understanding.

“A Definition of Frustration”

Heading for a certain PB when your stop watch STOPS…!!! The other day I headed out for my weekly 20km run ,the weather was cool and fine misty rain was falling . PB weather…? I didn’t feel too good to start -had a small attack of shin splints, tight calves and hamstrings before settling down. Even ,so I went through 5k in 20.15 and 10k in 41.50. I felt great and knew that if I kept up the pace a PB was in the bag. Heading for home is always a psychological boost and I was flying… Just before 15k I checked my time- 1hr 16 sec – “You beauty, PB coming up!” At 15k the time was the same…! Frantic button pushing was to no avail: water had put paid to a certain PB and PB’s are few and far between!.

Frustation-eh!. Moral – if you sweat a lot or run in the rain make sure your watch is waterproof!.

I hope everyone like this story and let me know what you think of it.

George T Saviel

09 October 2010.

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