Running to Think

When I don't run, I don't think.  And when I don't think, I don't live.  The burdens of life in the last weeks,  maybe months,  have been so big and unexpected  that sucked out the time I was used  to dedicate to running.  Away from the forest, away from the road,  away from sweat and aching legs,  away...

I was a child when my father was training for his first marathon. I have the vivid image of him running for a distance I could not begin to comprehend at the time, when everything looked much bigger than it really was. Probably my father too. The joy of finishing a marathon was the only thing that I couldn’t understand and I kept underestimating...

As a boy who was born in the 80s, grew up in the 90s and became conscious of the world in the early 2000, I have already been influenced by the sounds and the trends of three decades. Even though my taste for music is within an indefinite range that goes from pop to classical music, and classic rock, with no embarrassment, when it comes to workout...