Run Forrest Run...

I felt a lot like Forrest Gump this morning. You remember the scene when he is running in the early early morning, he is running alongside a lake with the beautiful mountain above it, reflected in its still waters?

Well I wasn't Forrest (I don't run half as fast!) and my lake was Rynfield Dam within the borders of the golf estate I currently reside in... But the point is, the setting was similar - dawn was breaking, I was the only one on the winding path, utter silence around me except for the sounds of nature waking up around me, and the dam was as flat as glass with the houses and sky perfectly reflected in the water.

I had to stop and take it all in. I took in the silence, the beauty and I also gave myself a little pat on the back for waking up early and putting one foot in front of the other... Running in a beautiful place or even in a place that makes you feel beautiful, helps make the run so much easier don't you think?