Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Running: A Complaint





I miss running.  I miss it like an open wound; I'm always aware of it.  When a breeze blows in the window, or I step outside to watch Edie play in the backyard, the low-grade ache I always feel flares up.  I am firm, though.  I set my jaw and put it out of my mind.  That I'm missing my favorite time of the year to run is not going to change because I moon about it.  But deep, deep in my heart, I'm mooning about it all the time.

Fall has secrets, and I miss learning them every morning.

p.s. thanks everyone for your feedback on yesterday's post.

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