river road, north/south
Ran just after noon today. Sunny and warm. My legs felt a little sore, but the rest of me was loving this spring weather. Right before I went out, I read this poem and gave myself an assignment:
Thaw/ Edward Thomas
Over the land freckled with snow half-thawed
The speculating rooks at their nests cawed
And saw from elm-tops, delicate as flowers of grass,
What we below could not see, Winter pass.
Thaw as the theme for my running today. How many instances of it can I encounter?
10+ Thawed Things
- water dripping down the sewer, a fast flurry of drips, sounding like glitter looks
- sandy grit on the edge of trail, left behind by the melted snow
- also remaining after the snow melted: mulched-up leaves, small, brittle twigs
- mud!, part 1: thick and wet and milk chocolate brown, ruts from a vehicle’s tires running through it
- mud!, part 2: sloppy, mixed with decomposing leaves, covering the walking path
- bare, dark brown dirt at the edge of someone’s yard
- water gushing down the ravine
- less layers = 1 pair of running tights, 1 running shirt, 1 running vest, no gloves, no buff, no winter cap
- a quick flash of an earthy smell
- puddles — none of them too deep or covering the entire path
- a class — elementary school kids? — near the trestle. It’s warm enough for spring field trips!
- the walking path — was able to run on more of it, and less of the bike path, today
- a runner in shorts