Today was the first day I walked without pain. It felt so good. To fall into a softer, slower rhythm, to feel at peace with my body, to contemplate healing. It also happened to be the first day I wasn’t working or thinking of work in the part two or three weeks. A coincidence? The day felt longer, fuller, lighter, as if the time was wrapping around me in a comforting embrace. I wouldn’t dare to try running for another couple of weeks and am afraid to push my limits into a long walk, so I took my bike for a ride around the lakes of Mont-Bruno.