If I could run daily with waves tickling my heels (and sometimes my kneecaps).
If I could run daily with the salty breeze coursing through my lungs and into my exhilarated muscles.
If I could run daily with the rolling clouds as companions.
If I could run daily with that expanse laid out beyond the reach of my eyes.
If I could run daily in that solitude.
If I could run daily with the mist rising from the waves to greet me with a delicate hello.
.... well, I'd run a lot more.
Arraial do Cabo, Rio. The most peaceful run of my life. I never wanted it to end.
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