I’ve come back to running after a 30 year break.

It’s an amazing feeling when you finally get out there and start moving the body.

I run at dusk and dawn – both so different yet very similar.

I’ve seen the stars, and the moon, waxing, waning and full.

People going to work and folks coming home.

Cats, in windows, silent, watching, sleeping.

Dogs, pigs, birds, rabbits, foxes and rats.

Car accidents, the British Olympic cycling team and drunks making merry.

I’ve found money on the floor, wildflowers on the road and warmth from people.

New paths through the city, past the river, through the streets.

In the rain, the wind, the sun, the frost, the drizzle and the snow.

I’ve come back.



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