I used to run hard, faster, farther, always chasing something just out of reach. But I never asked why? Until one day, I stopped. Not because I couldn’t go on, but because I wanted to move different. That’s when it came to me: rhythm over race. I didn’t need to keep up, I needed to tune in. Movement as thought, not just action but awareness. Neither chasing nor waiting, just being. A new feeling, An Other Pace…