Stetches, and warming up,

Anticipation high,

Though not expecting much.

Step on the treadmill,

Start at a slow pace,

Two minutes longer than usual.

Run

Run

Run

“IMMMAAAA BE YOUR IDOLL.”

Music to distract me,

From the very fact,

That my legs are sorta burning.

Run

Run

Run

“TAKEDOWNNNNN”

Mile marker down,

Anything now,

A PR.

Run

Run

Run.

“WERE GOIN UP UP UP”

So so proud,

Even as sweat drips down my face,

An accomplishment made,

That I’d never think id say aloud.

I look challengingly at the machine,

Already committing this to memory,

As I turn up the speed for the last one hundred meters.

Run

Run

Run

As I sing my song,

Run

Run

Run,

How did I not realize I loved this all long?

I finally found something I love,

And that was just in the first ten minutes,

Turns out I’m decent too.