Crisp Spring Air.
I cut through it with a swift gazelle-like leaps and bounds.
The Canadian geese are blocking the trail.
I touched the tail feathers of one. Goosed him and he waddled away.
Kept running up the hill.
Felt like rain at times on my cheek.
Ran by the cannons of this old battle field. Thoughts of my Dad made me run harder.
I felt so alive.
I felt so proud.
I felt like myself again.
At the end of the run was my son waiting to be held.
He discovered grass today, letting it run through his 6 month fingers.
He also watched his first parade and his first birds in the trees.
He is discovering his first Spring and so am I.
My first Spring as a Mom.
Thank God I can run.
Ran a 40 minute 5k on the treadmill earlier this week as well.
Use to be able to run it in 31 minutes. Someday I'll get there again if not better.
I'm training to run 4.7 miles, Leg 7 of the Brew to Brew Relay on April 1st.
Got three weeks to get there.