Bonum Cursum

This weekend was full of running, and I managed to fit in more than I originally planned. On both Saturday and Sunday, I went for a double run, pushing myself through the crisp autumn mornings. It felt good to be out there, with the cool air in my lungs and the quiet streets almost entirely to myself.

I also visited my wonderful mother over the weekend. I had planned the visit in advance, but I had also realized that there was a race happening nearby. I couldn’t resist the temptation. I thought I could sneak out for just an hour, run a quick 10k, and be back before anyone noticed. I imagined the perfect plan: slip out quietly, enjoy the run, maybe push myself a little harder, and return with a small sense of victory.

Of course, as always, my “sneak” didn’t go as secretly as I thought. By the time I returned, everyone already knew I had gone out for a run. But honestly, it didn’t bother me at all.

Sometimes, weekends are about quiet reflection or relaxation, but this one reminded me that a little bit of spontaneity — even if it doesn’t go exactly as planned — can make life feel brighter. Running, family, a small secret mission that wasn’t really secret at all — all of it came together into a weekend I’ll remember fondly.

P.S. A little while ago, I ran a double race weekend, doing a marathon on both Saturday and Sunday. It was tough but unforgettable. I still miss those days and the feeling of running like that.

Fall in my hometown.