Run, Run, Run

The recent haze forced me indoors. I would so love the foliage and fresh air when running so imagine my disgruntle within when I had to run on a treadmill. 

As soon as the haze cleared up a bit, I wished so much to be out in the park but my lungs could not handle it.

We are losing the Genting view,

floor by floor. That translates to week by week.

Only neighbours change, at least this view is more predictable.

Yes, I miss the foliage and blue skies. Not much view running indoors, on a treadmill. Better than not exercising though.

Run, run, run.