July-You weren't that cold after all! By Bundi j n Ngirwa

July-You weren't that cold after all!

July dawned with open roads, each step a whisper of freedom, the sun dressed in golden promise, turning the pavement into warm embrace.

Three hundred kilometers like a song sung in rhythm, the heartbeat of my feet tapping out a joyful refrain.

Morning light kissed the horizon, each run a brush stroke on the canvas of my days, painting endurance, celebrating the journey.

In the cool of dusk, I traced the lines of my dreams, Miles and miles of hope woven into the fabric of every breath. Joy roared in the silence, July, a month of mountains moved

August,tunakungoja!