Entangled Fates: SaMo

Chapter 10

As I opened my eyes to the soft glow of dawn, a refreshing chill filled the room. Today was the day for a 10k run, and I couldn't wait to hit the pavement. The sun, still reluctant to fully illuminate the world, cast a gentle glow, promising a serene morning. I slipped into my running gear, feeling the cool fabric against my skin. The anticipation of the run ahead energized me, and I could almost taste the crisp air awaiting me outside. I tied my laces with precision, ready to conquer the pavement beneath my feet. Exciting the house, the cool breeze greeted me, invigorating the senses. The world was still, and the rhythmic sound of footsteps echoed in the quiet streets. Each breath I took seemed to infuse me with the essence of the morning, as if the air itself fueled determination.

As I jogged through the soothing neighborhood, the soft glimmer of the sunrise painted the sky in hues of pink and orange. The world was gradually waking up, and I reveled in the peaceful solitude of the early hours. The rhythmic thud of my feed on the pavement became a meditative cadence, synching with the beat of my heart. Maintaining a healthy body is my way of ensuring I can dance for a lifetime. The steady rhythm of my morning run isn't just about staying in shape; it's a celebration of the resilience of my body. With every step, I could feel my muscles working in harmony, a testament to the hours spent training and sculpting my physique.

Endurance is my secret weapon, and I cherish the ability to dance with boundless energy. The sunrise, now casting a warm light, signaled the halfway point of my run. I felt a surge of pride knowing that my commitment to fitness wasn't just a routine; it was a dedication to a life filled with movement and vitality. Returning home, I basked in the satisfaction of a morning well spent. The cool-down brought a sense of victory, and as I stretched, reflected on the joy of maintaining a healthy lifestyle. It's not just about the run, it's about savoring the delicious balance of keeping my body in peak condition while indulging in the culinary delights that bring me happiness.

Kicking off my running shoes, the euphoria lingered, but the demands of the day loomed ahead. I reached for my phone and dialed my assistant's number, the cool breeze from the open window brushing against my face. "Hey, it's Momo," I said, my voice serenity of the morning run and the business of the day ahead. "Listen, I won't be in the office today. Clear my schedule and cancel all the meetings. Only call me if there's an extreme emergency; otherwise, I need some uninterrupted time." I could sense the surprise in my assistant's voice as she acknowledged my instructions. "I trust you to handle things on your own today. Let's keep the communication to a minimum unless it's absolutely necessary," I continued, my tone assertive yet appreciative. After reassuring her that everything was in capable hands, I ended the call and took a moment to savor the rare luxury of a free day on a weekday.

As I picked up my phone, the familiar voice of Jeong greeted me, and her teasing tone echoed through the line. "Wow, you picked up so damn quick! Did I interrupt your beauty sleep or something?" I chuckled, rolling my eyes at her playful banter. "Jeong, it's about damn time you woke up. I 've been up for more than two hours now, being productive and all." She laughed on the other end, "Oh, my bad. I missed you so much I couldn't sleep properly." I couldn't help but join in the jesting. "Well, aren't you sweet. I should feel honored. Maybe I should send a cardboard cutout of myself to keep you company."

More laughter ensued, and then she shifted the conversation. "Hey, you know what? I've been thinking. I really want to go to Busan. I miss that place." I raised an eyebrow, even though she couldn't see it. "Are you crazy? That's like a 5–6-hour drive just to get there. You sure you want to embark on that journey?" Jeong didn't seem deterred. "Come on, it could be a road trip! We could blast some music, stop at random places, and just enjoy the ride. It'll be fun!"

I couldn't help but consider the idea. A spontaneous road trip to Busan did sound appealing, despite the distance. "You're insane, you know that? But I guess if you're up for it, why not? We can plan it out and make it a memorable adventure."