Limping Marathon Runner

It's a good Sunday. Wake up early to smell the air that is fresh and clean. Most people are still in bed. Have to work today. It is a bright and sunny day. Great day for sports and family outings. The train empty with barely 10 commuters in each cabin. Got to work till afternoon today. But, still, I love Sundays.

Now that I'm home, it feels good. I just went over to Borders, browsing through some magazines. Mainly MTBs. Mm.. . Someone living in my block is playing the saxaphone again. That's why I love Sundays so much. Don't know who he or she is, but it sure feels like I'm in some Jazz club.