This is why

For some 10yrs+ before Nisa and I re-discovered running, I played golf. I never had the power but I was pretty decent all round, with a better than average short game. What this means is that I could never "get on in regulation" so hitting the nice high draw into the green was something I could only see in my playing partners and could not execute myself. But once every long while or so, I would hit that shot. That once every 6 month shot is what kept me going all those golfing years.

It happened again tonight, but it was in my run.

Tonight did not start off ideally. I wasn't in the mood, and looking for any excuse to avoid the run. It wasn't for the lack of the best of them - there was a cornetto flavoured ice cream at MacDonalds, for a limited time only. The family was keen and so was I, until Nisa reminded me Jamie's was experiencing a tummy ache all day and the last thing suitable was an ice cream. There was nothing left after that but to go for a run at which point, the weather conspired against me and started to drizzle. I actually stopped to contemplate but decided to continue.

I ran down Marine Parade Rd, turned into Marine Parade housing estate, crossed onto the ECP via the underpass and headed to my turning point. Somewhere along the outward bound leg, amidst the drizzle, I hit the hero golf shot equivalent in running. I felt nothing, floating. My legs cycled onwards unassisted, and unwilled. I heard the waves crashing onto the beach, and smelled the air. The stones under my soles that are the orthotics melted away. I smiled. Fom start to end, it could not have lasted more than 20sec but it is enough of a memory to last.

These last few weeks have been different because Nisa and Jamie are in Spore over a period. The family is together and I am glad, and enjoying it. I get to see Jamie every day and hear his stories with his ever expanding vocabulary. God willing, we are finally starting our lives in Singapore and whether I know it consciously or not, this is the transition. Many roads are ahead of us, all needing a journey. The family needs to undertake many endeavours, most of them mundane but all exciting. Nisa and I are talking about how to decorate our home (she's in charge of that bit), and finally..I can dream of being together..