Put your feet forward alternately. Increases speed. It lifts my breath. Shake your arms and get your breathing ready. Curve the corners of the square field with an inexorable foot judgment. Slightly slowed down. Force your feet to slide. The limits are close. When I realized it, I was outrunning a woman in red jersey.

"Ah, let's walk"

I walk around the corner to calm my heart so I don't get in the way of the runner. Exhale. My throat hurts. Sweat is erupting from all over my body. Sit up. Stand up, flutter.

energy and helplessness, hard work and rest, ideals and reality.

With that said, what will be going on with Mr. Mayria and Master Calcirast? Walk all the way around. I don't know anyone. One man overtakes me. Run with steady breath.