The Joy of Running

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I "jump" with the bang of the gun.

Slowly at first, confined by the crush of the  crowd I start to run

Faster and faster as the runners start to stretch out

A sea of multicolored jerseys undulating over the rolling

country road

I will the sweet air deep into my lungs

A light sweat forms and I feel my stride begin to Quicken

My feet tap the moving ground with a light caress

I start to pass and I am passed

The energy of the runners carries me

I feel great! My heart is filled with......JOY