That First Spring Run

I wrote this short little poem about this past weekend's long run in Lyons, Colorado. It was the warmest day I have ran in for a long time and it felt amazing after a winter of bundling up and forcing myself to brace the cold. It's hard to describe the wonderful feeling of the year's first truly spring run but I gave it a shot.

That first spring run….

Winter can be harsh

Icicle eye lashes and frozen toes

Winter can be beautiful

The mountains look quite nice donned in white

But me- I’m currently in love with spring

That first spring run

Where the warm air touches my skin

The sun is blazing

Starting my runners’ tan

I see my first flower

It’s full of promise of more to come

I see my first butterfly

It’s telling me it's almost time to fly

Fly high into the mountains

Where my heart is most at home

That first spring run

It rejuvenates my soul

It lightens my heart

It fills my mind with hope

Summer- my heart belongs to you

But spring, I love you too

                                                               Photos by Sage Canaday

After the run I had a great time relaxing in this chair!

(Quite different from the previous weekend's runs: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nx0SjKlaUyo )