As I leave the safety of my front door, I begin slowly at first; one foot in front of the other & before too long I break into my stride. The air is so cold it hurts, it burns to breathe but I do not recoil from it, no I welcome it's embrace. The city is in slumber as I traverse through it's networks of veins and arteries, all I can hear is the beating of my heart struggling to keep up with the pace my feet are trying to set. I am determined, I try to fight through the pain, but alas I succumb to it and must stop. I take deep breathes, the air chills me to the bone but I feel free.