running as meditation

Spring is here---the paths in Stony are (mostly) clear, and its time to run again. This is the first time EVER that I actually am chomping at the bit to get out and go for a run. I've been running in the non-snow months now for 2 years--this will be my third, and I'm amazed to find I really missed it this winter. It is becoming a meditation ritual for me; a running meditation as I try and focus on my breath, on my stride, and basically just enjoy the moment. I love the crisp air, the quiet, the sunrise. ( I could do without the dog making his messes as we run, but hey. Thats life.) Not that I'm good--I always start back up with the couch to 5km running pod casts and work my way back up to 5 km. Slow and steady and I'm at peace. All may yet be very well.