25.12., 55 minutes, foggy
Am Thursday, 25. Dec 2008 im Topic 'x-mas diary'
around 3 °C, misty fields, muddy paths = fun;
I was just listening to the music for the first 20-25 minutes. When I reached the turning point of the route I had chosen to take this morning I saw shafts of sunlight breaking through the clouds, colouring the hilltops in a golden glaze. From the nearest village I could hear a church bell and several miutes later I met some people which seemed to be on their way to the small churchyard at the centre. And past I went, out in the fields again which turned out to be so muddy I hardly could lift my feet or move properly - it took me some minutes to get the clay off my shoes while running. Back in our own little village, I took the small streets that surround the backery and postal office, before finally reaching the road back to my parents house. After 2 minutes of streching I was heading for a long and hot shower, breakfast and a chat with my brother.
I was just listening to the music for the first 20-25 minutes. When I reached the turning point of the route I had chosen to take this morning I saw shafts of sunlight breaking through the clouds, colouring the hilltops in a golden glaze. From the nearest village I could hear a church bell and several miutes later I met some people which seemed to be on their way to the small churchyard at the centre. And past I went, out in the fields again which turned out to be so muddy I hardly could lift my feet or move properly - it took me some minutes to get the clay off my shoes while running. Back in our own little village, I took the small streets that surround the backery and postal office, before finally reaching the road back to my parents house. After 2 minutes of streching I was heading for a long and hot shower, breakfast and a chat with my brother.
