Running

original poem written by me in my high school poetry class

Running the Extra Mile

A friend told me 

that after running the first mile

all those after don't hurt,

the best reason I ever heard

to run five miles.

What I wonder

in the third mile,

is if the first mile ever ends.

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I have never been a runner.  In fact, I have always hated running.  I have had many good excuses:  it hurts my knees, I have had ankle problems for years, it's just boring.  Every year in P.E. I walked the mile run and came in last place each time - but I was okay with that because I wasn't a runner.

But I have always wanted to be the kind of person who wanted to run.  I have admired runners and their insanity, even as I have scoffed at their foolishness.  I wished I could like running so I could grow up to be like them but I was certain that it was not in my future.  

All that changed this last January.  

I wanted to be a runner.  I finally decided to bite the bullet and do it.  So I started very, very, VERY slowly.  And I absolutely love it.  

my running shoes