So, after a hiatus: Christmas,
I donned the karrimors.
Wiping sleep from my eyes
to log on to the Marathon App.
My hood up to greet the dark morning:
Rain free, cold, splatterly puddles.
I spotted 20 odd Christmas trees
lying on their sides, like New Year’s party casualties.
Birds sang loud as I raced
(or, rather jogged at a rather nice pace)
down Burntwood Lane to meet the rising sun.
My new favourite sound – the App announcement: “Cool down!”
7km in 50 minutes. I slow to appreciate the cool air,
to ponder why R Kelly is on my playlist,
And look forward to breakfast…
Today’s playlist favourite: Newton Faulkner – I need something
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2 thoughts on “New year’s run”
Amazing how thoughtful one becomes after pounding a few out on the pavement, isn’t it?
Yes! Early morning’s too perhaps?