15 Kilometers for 15 Years

Today, October 6, would have been our (me and estranged other-half's) 15th anniversary.

I decided to "celebrate," sort of, by running at UP. Alone, of course. Aptly, I did 15 km. And also very fittingly, it was a hard run. I cramped along the way. It was a difficult run, just like some years we had.



But the end was gratifying. A long run always makes me feel good, even if I get pains all over. This is no exception.

Even if tinged with sadness, I have no regrets. It was a good run, just like it was a good life we had, mostly :-)