And I walked,
In between running.
It seemed a sensible thing.
I did not absorb the natural surroundings.
I tried, but couldn’t fix my attention on sights or sounds.
My thoughts were focused on the present, when I’d next walk,
When I’d next run, looking for markers, that bench there,
A tree here, when this person walks past.
A mix of runners, walkers, lovers & friends.
Couples seated on benches, in quiet conversation.
Older, married couples, strolling in the morning sun.
Not so much conversation with them, I noted.
Enough has been said, over all the years.
Some muscles pulled gently,
I eased off in response.
Quickly felt tired,
When I’ll try again,
Maybe only 30 minutes.
Slowly, but surely build up.