The Sunset

THE SUNSET

He faced the waves as the sun began it's slow decent into the sea.  The sky was awash with shades of pink and red mixed with black and purple as the orange sphere lowered.  The soft wind whipped around him and gently kissed his face. His dark hair glistened as the last rays of the sun caught the salt sprinkled within. The grasses behind him whispered as they danced in the breeze.  His senses were heightened as he waited.  Nervous anticipation.

She closed the door of the house and padded barefoot across the deck stopping to touch her fingertips to the weather worn wooden railing.  She raised her eyes to the sky smiling.  Her long blond hair swirled in the wind. She saw him standing on the beach with his back to her.  His hands were in the pockets of his jeans and his form was a strong silhouette against the ocean.  She shivered and smiled.

Finally they will come face to face. She slowly walked down the stairs and stepped into the sand.  She smiled as she made her way across the beach.

He felt her presence before he could even hear her.  The excitement welled up within him. The moment which he had imagined and played over and over in his mind for an eternity was about to take place.  Her footfalls became evident as she moved closer, the sand swishing underneath her steps.

She came up behind him and wrapped her arms around him, and the gossamer fabric of her long dress tickled his legs.  He closed his eyes and she melted into him.  His heart beating quickly he turned around and looked into her eyes, took in the curves of her face and settled on her lips.

The last of the sun lowered into the horizon.  Night fell.  The long wait was over.

The new journey began...

Running Commentary - Rain

The alarm rouses me at 6:30am.  It's Saturday, and I struggle to recall why I am getting up so early.  It's raining.  My room is dark, quiet and the taps of rain drops are loud as they patter the roof.  I have a run on my schedule today, a long one.  I hit the snooze button, pull the covers to my chin and drift back to sleep.  Twice more.  Finally, at 7:00 I sit up then slowly crawl out of bed.

This is the first day in quite awhile the sun hasn't been streaming through my windows.  Instead it is a gloomy murkiness as I reach for the light.  Stretch.  The very last thing I want to do is put on my running shoes and head outside. I shrug the negative thoughts away and reach for my shoes, determined to do what I said I would do.

I head out and into the rain.  It actually feels good on my skin as I start warming up.  I feel suddenly optimistic about what's ahead.  I have abandoned my electronic devices and run unplugged.  Only my thoughts to listen to.

Tension evaporates into the droplets on my face as I run.  My brain swirls with thoughts of recent events, hopes for the future and gratitude.  Mile after mile goes by, and decisions are being formed in my mind.  Brain blogging at it's best.  I smile as I feel my optimism return.  The feeling to expect the best in all things returns.  Hope.

I have been struggling of late, but as I run I am reminding myself that we all have struggles in life.  Rather than sit in them it's best face them.  Run it out, but not run away.  That's what today's workout means to me.

I run for two hours, unsure of my mileage but feeling wonderful.  Rebirth with the final drops playing on my skin.

As I sit down to blog my thoughts, I see 10 unfinished posts pop up.  I am reminded of the feelings of procrastination and fear that have been plaguing me for weeks now.  Shake it off Nims.  I deleted the 10 posts that were lingering on my laptop.  Starting fresh today.  I am getting back to the basics.

Peace, out
M