Matutinal
My typical running day, matutinal.
I awake the birds,
am spooked by an opossum family
and still miles to go.
I run alone today, but see others, barely, with the dark.
One small light provides illumination and visibility.
My mind wanders…
…what is my motivation today,
miles, speed, pain free,
pick one, they are all worthwhile.
How about, enjoy the sunrise?
Stopping to take a moment,
realizing I am blessed, healthy,
with plenty of energy.
Grabbing a coffee when done,
maybe I’ll see a buddy
and we can compare notes.
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