Early morning walk (Sector 9)

Departure: Around 7:30 AM (I Think)
Arrival : Around 8:30 maybe?
Distance: 2.6KM
Type : Walk
Gear: Cotton "RASTA" T-shirt with a Cyan drawing, cotton navy blue running short, white cotton socks, cyan and flashy yellow Nike sneakers, keys, cellphone.

Stepped out, turned left on Alncafores, walked through 28 de Julio, I crossed this man I often see around turned on 28 de Julio. I was walking fast because it was my warm up before running. It wasn´t really planned. I´m not usually a morning runner because I often feel a bit dizzy in the early mornings but this morning I was feeling fine and it had been a while since I last ran. I arrived to the Parque Salazaar and did some brief stretching and warming up exercices. "Hip hula houps", knee grabbing and ridiculous stuff I do before running...

I started to run on the Malecon heading for the Intihuatana. As it´s sunday morning the Malecon was filled with runners and bikers in flashy sport clothes: I was one of them, today. 

I didn´t run much.   I mean..I have the energy to pass the bridge and go to the other side but I´m on a weight gaining phase as I said yesterday so I have to relax a bit and stick to the short morning route. I know it´s ridiculous but I only run 800 meters. I have to think about it because running too much would make me loose weight and increase my food rations. I don´t really have the budget for that currently. Usually I run 1km. You know I´m not a big runner. I run to have the heart pumping from time to time, get the blood flowings, lungs, muscles..all that.. you know. Maybe one day I´ll increase my distance and run 2km. Who knows what the future will be like for me.

So I stopped at the Intihuatana. There was this man who is always there. I saluted him. A few girls sitting at the beso frances with french music. A strong smell of fried batter. I sat on a bench at the parque Marcelino Champagnat to relax a bit, look around see the birds and contemplate the sea. A dude with a big buldog came close and mumbled something. The visibility was quite clear this morning. Small waves at Makaha beach a few surfers. A lot of surfers far away at la Pampilla. A car stopped and tourists come out. Maybe Germans I don´t know. The typical old white tourists with grey hair (Often slightly overweighted..sorry to say that). They could have been Anglo-Saxon, Dutch or even French for all I know. I thought I heard them speak french but then again I heard another language. They could have been a mixed group.

I passed under the bridge relaxing. Runned up the stairs to keep exercising. Walked along the Club Terrazas. A muscled blue eyed blond bearded surfer I don´t know saluted me. I turned on 28 de Julio then turned at Larco by mistake. Now that I think about it, I wasn´t supposed to take that turn.

Anyway, turning on San Martin, I crossed two men I know who saluted me. "Gutten Morgen" he said. The other said "Good Morning".

And that it.