haikus are funrunning is fun
cold night, treadmill sucks.
temperature means nothing.
running from the porch.
up hill. fox sighting.
enduring promenade stretch.
snow paved. downtown glimpse.
sketchy sweep onward
liquor store frenzy. dead lot.
dog walkers, relieved.
a pace to the beats.
problematic. deep long breath.
last lap. refreshed bit.
cold night, treadmill sucks.
temperature means nothing.
running from the porch.
up hill. fox sighting.
enduring promenade stretch.
snow paved. downtown glimpse.
sketchy sweep onward
liquor store frenzy. dead lot.
dog walkers, relieved.
a pace to the beats.
problematic. deep long breath.
last lap. refreshed bit.
as winter set in, any running i was doing came to an abrupt halt. there were less sunshine hours in the day and it was near black when i came out of work. my options were: wake up earlier to run... not happening. i tried it, nothing was accomplished. option 2: run indoors on the treadmill while trying to keep my mind on anything besides the fact that i was moving on a lame piece of anchored equipment. while this lasted for like two workouts i was slowly opting to not run at all and were definitely feeling the side effects. to me, you either run because you have a lot of extra time so you decide to fill it with long running/walking excursions [at least how i thinkof them] or you MAKE time for it because you feel its a part of who you are. i might be crazy but i missed running. so i did the unthinkable and signed up for a half marathon. wowzers, i better get my butt in gear. shortly after, my last and final option popped into my head: i will have to run at night after any other obligatory happenings are over for the day, no excuses, and this will have to happen in a safe environment since running at night, alone, near train tracks and being female is never smart.
so i got in the groove and choose my trail. it is just a loop that keeps you on the perimeter of the development i live in and i'm guessing is roughly a mile. but who's keeping measure anyways? it allows me to get out and be free for an hour right within a few steps of my own residence. this small adventure i take before turning in for the night lets me digest the day or wander about nothingness. nothing but my feet hitting the gound and my body in motion. maybe i'll visit sometime during the day, i'm sure it will be notably different and maybe even unfamiliar.
1 comment:
low baby! i love the haiki! lol. i dont even remember the pattern for a haiku, but i do hope you will share... i think they are fun too. i want to write one!!
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