Running is Awesome

Breath in.

Breath out.



My legs move quick in motion.

It feels familiar, like an old friend.

I let go of all emotion.

I move like it is my time to end.


My mouth says hello to the few I pass.

I try to keep my head up and look ahead.

All the women and all the men.

It is strange to think I will probably never see them again.


My mind goes from muggy fog to crystal clear.

There is nothing I fear.

I think about what actually matters most.

I do not worry about trivial things.


My eyes can see the wonder now as I am tranquil.

I am no longer fragile.

I am strong after the race.

Right this second I am positive I am in the right place.


Running is awesome.

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