Why I Run

Fellow Morning Runner

There is, all at once, something every inspiring, painful, honourable, humbling, quiet, isolating about a run at dawn.
The author was right to say it is surreal.
Almost like it never happened.
Cos nobody sees u.

Cos that huge load of effort to creep out of your warm soft bed, switch on those damned lights, splash ur face with cold water to wake urself up, change, lace up your shoes and head out onto the streets...all very very un-inviting things some may not do even if paid.
No one sees all these efforts.

No one gives you a pat on your back and say good job.
No one, at least those who have never tried it, knows how difficult each step is.

Until u see fellow joggers out and about.
And the thing is, they are all above the age of 50.
Really.
I always am the only young person out at dawn.

But when u finish,
The satisfaction is all yours.
And so is the rest of the wonderful day u started so splendidly.