Imagination

I'm running on the treadmill when I notice on the running track out the window in front of me an older guy, about 45 - 50, African, pacing the long jump track painted on the side. He was dressed in normal casual gear, I have no idea what he was there for. As I'm watching, he walked away from the lines, and about 10 meters back, he turns and stands ready to run. I watched him brace himself, glance to the imaginary crowd, then jog up to the long jump, and do a little hope, step and jump. He didn't go any more than 2 meters, but he threw his head and arms back and celebrated like he had won the Olympic gold medal. It really made me smile, to see him living out his day dream on the track like that. He lined up the jump at least another 10 times like that, preparing himself with the utmost concentration. He was having a great time.

I ran on the treadmill for 10 minutes today, tried out the rowing machine, did some sit ups and stomach crunches. I feel a little out of place still, I am waiting till I get back home to try out some of the gym equipment with a little more guidance. I'd like to meet with a trainer once a month or two months to get the most out of the time I spend running. I'm thinking of putting Jenny on hold for a few weeks while I get things on track, finish exams, move house, plan for a new job, and just get myself moving towards a new life. Thats what it is, after 5 years of this life, I am on to my next life. New house, married, new job, new responsibilities, location, even clothes cause I don't fit any of the old ones. I think that shopping online might work for me moving home. So will getting a sewing machine and making my own clothes. I will finally have space and time for it, now that I don't have to work nights to earn money while I study during the day. I can finish what I am doing by 5pm and be home for the night. In theory anyway.