Running is Awesome
Breath in.
Breath out.
Go.
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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