Growing up, and even into my 20s and 30s, I was always a night owl. Once I began running, however, I discovered the beauty of getting up and out into the early morning. There is a unique quietude at that time of day, before the rest of the world (or my neighborhood) is awake. Thankfully, I begin many of my mornings by lacing up my running shoes and heading out just as the sun begins to rise. Running keeps my body healthy and strong. More importantly, running is a gift to my soul. A time of inner peace, time spent with no distractions, time to allow my mind to wander, to reflect, to dream. All the while enjoying the unique beauty of each morning. The way the light changes as the sun rises, the sounds of the birds and squirrels that chatter as I pass by, the smell of the dew-damp earth, the warmth of the sun on my skin. I love the way I feel as I round the last corner and turn onto my block; refreshed, renewed and a little triumphant.
The photo by Tina M89 reminds me of that feeling I have each day after I have exercised my body, nourished my soul and reveled in the early morning beauty.
♥ Maureen @ cottage 960
158/365 waiting for the dawn… by tina m89