Shuttin’ It Down for Awhile

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The social side of running,
That time when lungs are full,
Legs aren’t aching, and
A stream of conversation is possible
Took a big hit this morning.
Our group, a very small gathering,
Jogged through the drizzle,
Guided by a foghorn-like GPS
Keeping us straight on our recreational drive
To have an easy Sunday run
With friends.

We were in denial,
We knew,
The streets were more empty than normal,
Conversation was about ransacked grocery stores,
Jokes were about self-containment and cleaning.
The kicker that brought everything to the surface,
Perhaps a non-wiped down contagious surface
Was the end of run high-five.
We all pulled a “swing and a miss.”
I didn’t even take my mittens off.

That was when I was sure that I was taking some time off,
Then another said she was out,
And another. Before long, our group of six
Was scattering, unwilling to stand at Starbucks,
But more likely resigned to the fact
That we should probably heed the warnings.
Don’t get me wrong, the running, the exercising,
The pushing of the boundaries of what we do
Will not stop.
We’ll just be alone when exercising.

Ho-hum…

2 Comments

  1. 😢

    On Sun, Mar 15, 2020, 9:53 AM Chris Hancock 7-8-9 wrote:

    > chrishancock789 posted: ” The social side of running, That time when lungs > are full, Legs aren’t aching, and A stream of conversation is possible Took > a big hit this morning. Our group, a very small gathering, Jogged through > the drizzle, Guided by a foghorn-like GPS Keeping us s” >

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