Rundevous

I check my drawer for what to wear. It doesn't have to be special - just tight.
I prepare....It has got to be right.
Then,
I begin to think this thing through...
I love the way the first beads of sweat feel running from my temple,
the dampness at the small of my back.
Ohhhh yeah....that is where it is at...
I like it like this.

I try to anticipate every bump and curve to feel my way lightly
even though it is hard.

The music playing
catch the rhythm,
sometimes hard,
always pulsing.

Then I begin to realize it is about to end
about to be done.
I am both exhilarated and exhausted
at the end of my run.

ha ha.... peace out.