i went out for a morning run today... perhaps it might be better described as a morning jog. although my running has not been as consistent this spring and early summer i still aim for it to be a major source of exercise for me.
but the beautiful thing about this morning's run was not the run itself... it was not the fact that it was a holiday or that in it was my day off...
the beauty was found in the silence.
there was little traffic. and few sounds to be heard... and it was beautiful.
i took it all in.
the sounds of the birds in the trees, singing their morning songs of joy.
an older woman in her housecoat, watering her flowers.
the click-clop-clip of my running shoes hitting the pavement in stride.
the silent sound of the breeze blowing the trees, leaves and wind chimes.
a hedge trimmer and lawn mower in the distance.
a passing car. a barking dog.
a child on a tricycle in his driveway.
the simple sounds of a quiet july morning.
and i took it all in... and it was beautiful.
i wish to crave this more than running.