My legs and arms swing in turn powered by anxiety.

Dusk is upon me, the bats flutter overhead.  Like me seeking the solus of the night, all I have is the English wild life around me. I submerge myself into more own thoughts.

The adrenaline dissolves from my body and my run turns into a brisk walk.  I indulge in flash backs of triumphant memories, inwardly I smile as I relive them. I pound my limbs back up the hill towards home, quick banging music play in my head to will me onwards and upwards.

I arrive in a much calmer state than what I was at my departure. 

Now all what I desire is a hot drink, bath and bed.