The Winds of Change
Running was always my way of talking with Dad, it has served me well my whole life.
On a lonely beach, on a quiet forest trail, even in the madness of a city, the connection could always be found!
There was always a simple beauty in it, running is simply putting one foot in front of the other, nothing more, nothing less.
Yet this simple act of freewill can defeat even the strongest of men.
It can also bring the meekest to great pride in themselves!