Laufen
Last spring, (when I first decided to join the Marine Corps) I hated running. I hated for quite some time thereafter as well. Strange as it may seem though, I now enjoy it. I was out today, hoofing it around the track and I realized that I was actually coming to delight in my morning runs.
It's hard to describe the feeling. It was about 50ยบ out and clear. The wind was a little chilly on my unencumbered legs, but not too bad. Just enough to snap you awake. I hit the track before the sun had crested the horizon. As I ran I saw the sun come up and the day begin. It felt like being there for the birth of the world. When I left the house to work out no one else was awake. My entire neighborhood was dark and quiet. The grass was still damp underfoot. As I loped around the course, people started to emerge from their beds. Lights came on. Thousands of imaginary little coffee makers out there clicked on. Early risers pulled out of their driveways and went to work. When I finished my cooldown, the sun was risen and the world was alive. Sometimes it's good to get up at 5am.
It's hard to describe the feeling. It was about 50ยบ out and clear. The wind was a little chilly on my unencumbered legs, but not too bad. Just enough to snap you awake. I hit the track before the sun had crested the horizon. As I ran I saw the sun come up and the day begin. It felt like being there for the birth of the world. When I left the house to work out no one else was awake. My entire neighborhood was dark and quiet. The grass was still damp underfoot. As I loped around the course, people started to emerge from their beds. Lights came on. Thousands of imaginary little coffee makers out there clicked on. Early risers pulled out of their driveways and went to work. When I finished my cooldown, the sun was risen and the world was alive. Sometimes it's good to get up at 5am.
