A few days ago I blogged about how much I am appreciating my runs these days as a mental uplifter to set me up with a good day.
Tonight I got poetic on the subject š
"The Trusty Jog" I got caught up in a murky thought But that's okay, I'm not distraught It's a strange mood, but I know it'll end, I'll wait it out, time is my friend A night's rest will do me good, Then a morning run through the neighborhood While the cool air is still so sweet I'll take Communion in the city street The breeze will lighten me, carry me through What's a murky thought or two? Freedom is beckoning, there's no reason to fear Well-being abounds, I feel it near That's why I'm clear, and it really doesn't matter If I experience some weird mental chatter I can withstand my head in a fog Because I am saved by The Trusty Jog!
