Gym Time

Wish I had brought my MP3 player.  The fan is blowing like a lawnmower flattening out the weeds of my mind, then drones on monotonously like drunken honeybees to where I could use a nap.  Wish I went out running at the park today, but the air is just too sticky like someone's mucus in a wadded up tissue, and it's not even summer yet.

So I ran a 10km and some change at the school gym today, did weights and yoga, and felt utterly dazed...

tucking my hair
behind my ears--
a balmy breeze

Yes, utterly dazed by how much, how far I've come in my running, I thought to myself, as I limped to the parking garage and headed home.