Serious Bullshit!

A MOONLIT RUN

The day was hot, but the night was perfect for a run. When I started out the sun was still setting, but the moon was as luminous as it would be the rest of the night. The fireflies were myriad like I had escaped to an enchanted meadow never before touched by another. I relaxed into a peaceful smile. I felt as if my journey in life had lead me to this point to discover some real meaning. As I progressed through the night, I felt little pain.

I remember my last run was uninspiring. I was poorly hydrated and tired. My mind was occupied with defeating feelings of loss. I couldn't release the thoughts of workday stress. I was consumed with worry and even loneliness. I had asked myself, Is this the path I have taken in life, and was this all the distance I traveled? Had I become the person I had always envisioned? Was I running away from something or trying to catch up to my potential?

Tonight was different. I ran strong like I was finishing a race despite the distance I had traveled. After some time I felt sore, but I felt no exhaustion. Like bread-crumbs of my journey, I drenched the pavement with the worries of my life, but there was no turning back...not tonight. Nothing was going to stop me this evening. I felt empowered. This was the best run so far. This was the run of my life. With every step I knew I was progressing on my path.

Maybe it was the inspiring magnificence of the world preparing for the night all around me. Maybe it was the feeling of finally running on my own, leaving my last love behind on my own terms. Maybe it was the new unfamiliar trail I had stumbled upon. Maybe it was the neighbors crowding around my trail chanting, "YEAH!!! Ruuuuuuun! You better run, cracker-ass cracker!"

Yeah, that was it. Nothing motivates like fear. Next week I think I'll run from a stray dog or maybe even the cops.

posted by John Q. Pubic @ 7:30 PM