A few weeks ago I read Christopher Mc Dougall's Born to Run it was entertaining, informative and also very inspiring, so much so that one Sunday afternoon found me out running. Now I would sometimes jog along when out with Suzie and on a sunny day when my spirits were particularly up I might even break into a run (down hill). So to find myself RUNNING 5 miles (I checked later)was amazing. I used to believe that there were "runners" and "non runners" and I definitely figured in the latter group. When such a life long belief gets shattered something in me feels freer and lighter, less weighed down by any thought because when beliefs begin to fall there is more and more space to just be.