7.4.07
Captured on the run.
There’s nothing more liberating and refreshing than an evening run on a chilly midautumn’s day. Granted, I don’t really like running. Nor do my poor extremities who feel no end at the close of it all. But at least, the dry and cold in one’s face helps take away the mental drudgery of each step, unlike the humidity well known to Singapore.
It has always seemed to me that the mere decision to throw everything aside and ‘go out for a run’, has parallels to making a conscientious decision to leave all your preoccupations behind and take a bold step into the sun. And there, the warm wane glow awaits. What could be more rewarding?
This. And actually capturing a piece of it.
It’s my self-proclaimed winner of the week :) I title it "Cracked White Lines that Paint the Tarmac Path". Was running along the road leading to MMC, and found myself pass a construction site. The sun was setting right behind it, infatuating the sky with its marvelous tinges of pastel pink and orange. I knew I had to rush back to grab my camera, and I think I sprinted faster than I did at the end of the run, even though I was cooling down already (and you know how hard it is to get started again). I’m thankful I did though, for I was greatly contented after my phototaking escapade.
i fluttered by;
11:02 PM
