Saturday morning she awakens with a sudden jolt
It is 4 a.m. Her calves lock with charlie horses
Her hips feel frozen, her back is in spasm
She has trouble rolling over
She lets out a groan
She needs to get to hot yoga without a doubt
Another ten-miler is in store for tomorrow
Arriving, she embraces the heat
Each inversion and twist is met at first with pain
Then release and relief
The poses feel good
But she forgoes wheel and frog
Saturday supper: pasta, water and wine
She slumbers at an early hour
Sunday morning 6 a.m.
Arising stiff but not too sore
Shall she go?
She needs the long run without a doubt
Pain simmers beneath the skin
A natural feeling for the distanced runner
Each mile is ticked off without notice
Until the last
Her legs announce themselves
in all their glorious grief
She finishes and bends over with welcome relief
Building A Life Of Hope 
A beautiful post about determination 🙂 I’m a former competitive runner so I’ve been there! And I applaud the fact that you’re still going to that place of fear, dread, pain… and ultimately release and relief. Wonderful!
Feeling it tonight for sure. I absolutely love running ( you will read more about it in older stories) for what it has done for my life. BUT more yoga tomorrow is necessary if I am going to keep this level of training up!
So good. I have felt all of these things at some point! Especially the charlie horses. AAAGH. Can’t wait to get back to NS and hit up hot yoga again! I’ve missed that so much. I was never so bendy as when I was a hot-yoga-aholic. 🙂
Sometimes I am in a dilemma about which I love more-yoga or running! Running gets me outside plus I have been doing since I was 11 (more or less)-that means 41 years! Both calm me down but yoga just changes you on a cellular level. It is a wonderful, ancient practice.