I've been running a lot lately. I go over the Williamsburg Bridge and back twice in about 40 minutes. That means I'm running twice the distance I used to run, and I'm running faster too. Not to brag, but I'm feeling pretty good about it.
Yesterday a guy on the bridge yelled out to me as I ran past him for the fourth time at full speed:
That made me smile.
I love the feeling I get when I run. It must be the endorphins. The views on the bridge are pretty great, too.