A day not supposed to happen, six hours on my feet, running, walking, exercising, energy strong and steady, mind and body trying to find the sweet spot of relaxation while confronting the external world. Will the Jinn appear or no? What about the Great Protector? Which karma will I be required to reap? I am too ignorant to know the answers so I keep quiet and remind myself that I know nothing whatsoever, just flowing from moment to moment, trying to relax, not to panic, smiling at the face of death.
A mild day, cool in the morning so I wore a long sleeved shirt and sweats for the track running, doing a one-way ladder, 120m/250m/120m/400m/120m/500m/120m/650m. I stood in the grass happy and smiling after completing the 650m sprint, wondering if I should push ahead and reverse the ladder. I had the energy and strength to do so but decided to save it for the Island hills. I walked home to change into fresh clothing and then walked to the hill, the concert still going on so I entered the Island via the harbor path and ran a single circuit of hills followed by a mile run to the beach at distance pace which I have not attempted in a long while due to knee soreness. At the beach I saw many concert-goers dressed in unusual costumes, the women showing a lot of flesh. All of the running and walking achieved its aim, I sat on a boulder near the water, smiling, happy, wondering how it's possible that my body can feel healthy and strong while at the same time degrading into old age and death. I thought of my runs in Sanur, Bali, the sweat, water, heat, and the old man I would sometimes see running shirtless like a demigod. I stopped at the market on the way home and treated myself to a chocolate milk, drinking it slowly on a bench, soaked in late afternoon sun, exhausted, strong, relaxed.
