BitterSweet
Trail
run.
Sights,
smells, sounds surround me.
Stresses of the day disappear.
Rhythmic
breathing. Footsteps.
Solitary. Serenity.
Adrenaline
rushing...runner’s high?
Crunching
leaves. Wind whistles.
Sweat
dripping as the sun beats down.
Twisted
ankle. Snot rocket.
Saliva
hanging from mouth like a slobbering dog.
Heart
beating. Lungs gasping for air.
Chest
burning. Legs aching.
Bittersweet.
I went for a run today, it's probably been over a month since I've been running. As I was running I made up this poem in my head and decided it was worth sharing. I hope you enjoy the random thoughts that I had while realizing how bittersweet it feels to run.
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