Running. Getting outdoors before dawn and gulping in huge lungfuls of the stillness. Percieving every nuance of air, from the cool of the low places, to the breezes in the trees. Trotting down the street by moonlight, before anyone else is rousting around.

The idea of being comfortable in a sleek body, trotting easily while others have not even roused to lumber around, out before anyone else even wakes up. Ahead of the game, so to speak.