the chase

just returned from a morning run. it amazes me how often I forget that this is my favorite way to start the day. rays of light reaching through layers of mountains and cresting over the top to cast a golden glow accross the grassy fields. I ran to the bridge and welcomed the day. I let my thoughts go and float away with the water beneath me. As I headed home, I was aware of the smell of fresh cut grass on the golf course, the intense summer greens of the fields, the blue of the sky, the light, the rhythm of my breath, and then... I caught it – that runner's high. :)

1 comment:

  1. perfectly captured with the description and image...the invigorated senses from a runner's high!