Monday, February 15, 2010

run forrest run

monday, feb 15: the blue, blue sky stretches out before me and the creosote scent wafts on the breeze that ruffles my hair. my heart is steadily pounding in rhythm with my legs that turn over and over and over again on this, my lunchtime run. i walk only to warm up and cool down, and my leg and hamstring and knee are not tight and do not hurt. i am running and moving and breathing and absorbing and alive.

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