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The joy of a predawn run

Updated on August 17, 2012

Before the thought of dawn

I rise, stretch, and put my shoes on.

Out the door I go, grumbling,

creaking, plodding; I weigh a ton.

right…, left…, right…, left…

Pent-up frustrations, aggravations

cloud my head as I shuffle.

Yesterday’s anger, today’s tasks

I must now face as I’m huffing.

wash…, rinse…, repeat…

Poisons I bleed as the sweat

begins to cover my face.

Solutions I breed as my heart

rises to meet my pace.

Breathe In, Breathe Out


Morning wind washes my soul;

I begin to see nature.

Ordered thoughts, they pervade;

my spirit gains footing.

Wash, Rinse, Repeat

Sounds and smells of the dawn

take hold and drive me on.

Just the road and good karma

I feel; now I run!


As my legs tire from this pace

my mind races; thoughts on fire.

Of this predawn regimen

I will never tire.


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      Ryan McGill 5 years ago from Omaha, NE

      For sure, the one thing I would look forward to after a tough daydream was a run. There is nothing better to buoy the spirit. Glad you enjoyed it xstatic.

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      Jim Higgins 5 years ago from Eugene, Oregon

      I like this a lot, speaking from Tracktown USA here. It is inspirational.

      Isn't it funny how exercise can clear the mind and rev the body up!