Sunday, January 23, 2011

A Quiet Urban Morning

Today was the last official day for me of my winter off season. Tomorrow I begin training for the Magellan Chicago Spring Half Marathon on May 15th. I went to bed last night with the intention of taking today off, and enjoying my Sunday morning with a steaming latte and a delicious almond croissant from one of my favorite local bakeries that is so good that I dream about it. But when I got up early this morning to let the dogs out there were golden shadows of the sun kissing the freshly fallen snow that created a calmness and peace that is difficult to find in an urban environment.

So instead of taking the day off to enjoy a relaxing day of calorie-laden snacks and football, I decided to take in the beauty of the morning and soak it in while it lasts.



I hit the lakefront path, squeezing in a short run before heading off to church. The snow was still lightly falling, and the air was mighty crisp. But I trucked on.


The peace my surroundings created in my soul left me feeling warm and tranquil. On a morning when I dressed less then adequate for the weather, the quietness kindled a little extra fire inside.


When I returned to my building my fingers were numb, my body was covered with an external layer of snow, I had a snow mustache and my hair was frozen, but the warmth that the peacefulness of the city created in me left me feeling the serenity in my spirit that epitomizes the reason why I run.

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