Today I will run (and walk) and it will be
I was going to say it will be
but that is not always true.
and it can be hard to find the fun in that.
But I'm looking at my body as a
And run/walking is my
or my chisel
and I'm creating a healthier runner.
a more durable runner.
The body doesn't know pace. It knows effort.
I want to be that grey-haired woman I sometimes exchange hellos with.
She runs with her chin-length hair loose. It sways as she moves.
Not fast but why would that matter
when the smile on her face is bright enough to shine
on the remainder of my run?