He was happy for me when I shared the news.
I was so excited, but nervous at the same time.
Could I do it? Would it be like riding a bike?
I woke up early in anticipation for my big day.
I got ready, thinking about just how awesome this was going to be.
Varied emotions were heightened on the way … until that song filled my car.
Happy blasted out of the speakers and it was then that the feeling couldn’t be denied.
I was ready!
I pulled up to the house and awaited the sweet sound of cheerful voices and the sight of a variety of bright colors in many shades to round the corner.
I was early, I had time to read and comment.
Suddenly they appeared, so many of them, looking good, more than halfway to their goal for today.
I got out of the car, I was ready, I was eager.
We take off. A little doubt crept in my mind.
Can I sustain this pace? Will I have to slow down?
The familiar sounds of the rubber soles hitting the pavement…
The merry voices of good friends sharing stories and experiences…
The heart beating to a faster rhythm, but finding a comfortable beat…
I am in heaven.
I am busy in conversation, some serious, others amusing.
No more uncertainty, too occupied, confidence builds.
We finish and I am teased for my negative thoughts of inability.
I miss it! I miss them!
I stick around to partake in a little more chatter.
I feel great! I feel alive! I feel refreshed! I feel like I am on top of the world!
It’s the runners high.
I can accomplish anything today.
I am a yellow crayon!
I am … A RUNNER!