Surrounded by heathers and flanked by the mother earth and the sky

I read Emily Brontë's Wuthering Heights for the first time since my college days.

I was struck by the sheer honesty about human nature, emotion, live, death, and love. Narrated by Nelly, who is of the world, we get to know the inner turmoils of Catherine and Heathcliff, who are half of this world but also of quite another universe.

I once had the great opportunity of visiting Howarth. It is wonderful to ponder the unlimited possibilities of human imagination. Surrounded by heathers and flanked by the mother earth and the sky, my soul gradually wondered yonder. 

I was Heathcliff, and I was Catherine.

I was so grateful that I was alive.

I weighed 85.9 kg on the morning of Tokyo Marathon 2026. To be precise, I took off some extra clothes compared to usual, so I must have weighed more than 86. 

This was a personal record of heavy weight Marathon running.

Even when I walked, I interpreted it as a strategic walking. I was not being defeated. I was just pacing intelligently.

I finished with a net time of about 6 hours 25 minutes or so. Both figures for my weight and time were personal highs.

After the finish line, I looked up at the blue sky, and felt almost like crying.

I was so grateful that I was alive and could finish my 10th or so full Marathon.

Meanwhile, people were being bombarded all over the world.