Running

 

My body knows

the struggle of choosing to put its feet

into the Saucony running shoes.

Its fingers hesitating as they tie the laces.

With the final pull and tightening of the shoes

my body knows it is time to go.

Where will it run?

How far will it run?

The first steps are life giving

and memory returns of

the push of

each heel as it leaves the pavement.

Its lungs know the agony

of pulling deep breaths in

and exhaling forcibly

ensuring it does not expire.

My body knows to keep its head up.

That lamp post is not 

at the top of the hill

it is on the flat.

Perception is important. 

A downhill section lets the muscles loosen up

and prepare for the next hill

or the long flat stretch.

My body knows the anguish of wondering

if it should slow the steps

and simply walk.

Sometimes it must,

but that is not the end

just a moment

in the experience

of running.

Legs bending.

Knees straining.

Lung and heart pounding.

Brain considering life.

My body returns home.

It stretches, drinks, eats, sleeps and prepares

for the next time.