This Morning's Run...

I had lost the joy in it

And lost my motivation

It was like suddenly no longer a place of peace

But a source of frustration.

I found every excuse for it to 

Not be the "right" day

I would blame the transient weather

For my decision to stay away.

And when I ran out of excuses 

I would struggle through the route

Using every muscle twinge

As a reason for a "time out".

The blisters were real though

That pain is not something imagined

During every run they appeared

That's not something I tried to make happen.

I tried running with friends

And running solo

I tried running in Berlin

Cause hey... YOLO.

But at the end of the day

In the depths of my soul

I'd lost the joy of running

That used to make me feel whole.

Until this morning when I glimpsed

The joy it used to bring

At a steady pace, ignoring haste

Listening to the birds sing.

I was able to feel the gentle breeze

And feel the warmth of the sun

Vary my route and intervals

Listen to my breathing during my run.

I know each run is different

But tomorrow when I rest

I'll still think of this run fondly

As though it was my best.

And when I get back out there

When my training plan restarts

I hope I remember the joy it brought me

And the way it healed my heart.

                       ©SitariPoetry (aka ThisIsMyFaster; aka LeAnne)