Some mornings are ROUGH getting out there to get my miles in. And let’s not talk about how hard even a short run can be on those days. UGH.
Then there are mornings like today.
I woke up before my alarm, I hopped out of bed and I took off. I didn’t have a long run scheduled but my miles just seemed to fly by. They weren’t forced. It was wonderful being IN that zone when running feels to come naturally for me. This certainly DOES NOT happen every day. But it happens enough.
My morning gifts didn’t end there. As I was finishing my run I was rewarded with an breathtakingly beautiful sky. This is usually when the tears flow. I can’t help it. How can I? There is something that overwhelms me at the break of dawn, when the clouds make a perfect filter for the spectacular colors changing behind them. Maybe it’s the feeling of hope. Or perhaps it’s an appreciation for second chances and new beginnings. I’m not really sure. But I can say, that for this runner, mornings don’t get much better than this.
Well, I hope you all have a day that easy going and decorated with pink skies!!!