Today, it’s cardio day
but I’m trying to wake up first.
Let myself take in the feelings
of this slightly cloudy day.
I woke up sad and mournful
as I do so many days.
But I won’t let it take me
down that road again.
I’ve come so far
running down that trail.
Or that treadmill, or bike,
or walking up those stairs.
Those endless stairs
that come from and go to nowhere.
But some days I feel like they’ll
take me away from here.
I’ve walked and biked
and run off 55 lbs.
Sometimes it feels
like I’ve lost the weight of the world.
Today when I walk those stairs I’ll be imagining
the new brand new life about to start for me.
In a few weeks I’ll be running next to the ocean
and be seeing things I’ve never seen before.
The only thing that will remain the same
is the way I look down at my shoes when I run.
I watch for balance and keeping an even stride
and listen to my breath to keep an even pace.
I’ve been walking and running
and building strength for months now.
Preparing for the next phase
and the beginning of my life.
Completely alone and staring all over again
I am strong and able and ready for the fight.
The adventure will be the journey of a lifetime
challenging everything I believe about me.
I am sure of only one thing as I step out on the road
this is the only way I will ever know who I am.
The start of the trail where I run