One thing I miss.
Yes ofcourse I miss my friends, my family, healthy sanitary food.
But I miss what I am supposed to be writing about.
Running.
In Mexico I was privileged enough to run once even twice a day and it was wonderful.
In mahajual I was the girl in the neon orange shoes running laps on the streets early and the morning and at night.

Running with only the sound of the ocean as my soundtrack and the breath taking streets lights and panoramic view as the only landscape I was running to.
Here though, there is nothing of the sort.
My first day I spent sleeping since I was against the clock but the second morning I was up and ready for a nice long run.
Nice.
What I got was nothin of the sort.
I was running with fumes in my face and dogs at my feet.
Literally.
Thankfully I was already running so the dogs could not attack me- but they sure could have.
I miss the sweat. Not just the endorphin's but the serenity and peace running brings to my life.
In bangkok.
There are cars.
There are tuk tuks.
There are motorcycles.
And they are insane. I cherish my life too much to commit suicide by going for a run.
Playing it easy.

Just wait.
I'll leave for Ko Samui tomorrow. Beach city.
Which means, hopefully, a place to easily run.

I just purchased a documentary on my phone and look forward to the inspiration- and of course writing about it.

I miss my team and running for a reason- I look forward to my return and joining once again.
But right now- I must live in the present.
I'm in Thailand.
THAILAND. Me. Here. Now.
So I'm going to suck it up, shake it off and go enjoy my holiday from the real!

Till next time,
Peace, love and happiness.

So far.