I hate to sweat
But baby we did good together
I was marred by uncertainty
Unsure if I could go the distance
But you were there
Sturdy. Steady. A reliable cushion.
Better yet because we fit so well
So I flew to that place where the world fell away
And dreams lived
As my mind raked in our surrounding
And from now distant speakers Jessie’s Bang Bang filtered
Through the pores of my consciousness
I have always thought her a queer one
But today even the music was in perfect sync with our motion
Till your voice broke me out of my reverie …..
And I did…..
Tuning in to the maniacal grind as we moved
Thump Thump Thump
Was that us or the music of my heart?
But baby did we dance
Until my blood grew so hot
It gave me a heady feeling
…..and I knew it was time
My fingers slid down the cool contour of your body
Hovered at that spot for a brief second
….and hit STOP
Well done, you crooned. Let’s do this again.
Today marks Day 3 of my morning running routine; something I’ve managed to put off for so long.
The feeling has been exhilarating that I’m forced to wonder why I ever bothered to stop for over a year now.
Running has been one of the few things that puts a shine on my day; better yet because the motions has never been a weight loss nor fitness routine. It’s just for the love of it.
So whatever is your routine: drinking that first cup of coffee, watching as the sun kisses the sky with a golden touch, dropping your kids off at school, running, whatever, just hold and make it a love experience.
Because some day, when the craziness peculiar to this world finds its way to your doorstep, it will be your singular hold to sanity.