I’ve never felt this happy in a long time.
The air in my face, the breeze in my hair,
The smell of the ocean, the feeling of sand between my toes,
The pain in my throat, the heaviness in my thighs and legs,
Yet I can still run.
I’m out of breath but I love the feeling,
The feeling that I can still keep on running and it’ll take a while to stop me.
If my mind’s weary, if my body’s tired and wrapped in a cocoon of illness,
If my heart’s troubled but I can still keep on going.
I can keep going though everything else wants to hold me back.
I love the afternoon run on the beach.