I went to the corner and only steps from my normal morning adventure. My imagination drifted as I walked along a forested footpath, the view was open and I saw a large river turning slowly at a turn. Suddenly I was no longer in the middle of the suburbs, but deep in the Amazon valley, in a first-class location, and my morning walk had now turned into a safe watering hole. Heavy rain and the river turned brown and filled with what he claimed from him along the way. The sweet scent of the forest floor filled my nose. I breathe heavily compared to normal walking; doctor’s orders keep your heart rate high for 20-30 minutes 5 times a week. For now, this is not training, it came to a safe place to set up a tent for the night.