Run wild like a kid

Seconds after this picture was taken I raced down the soft ground toward the house, followed by my 9 year old partner in crime who rushed behind me on his bike. Dust rose, I screamed, he roared, and I remembered the joy of running wildly down steep hills, for no reason at all, feeling like you will trip at any moment, the momentum accelerating your steps to an almost impossible speed.

Pure unadulterated joy.  Find a hill, take a deep breath, smile and run. (Best enjoyed with another kid by your side…)



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