Jogging

by ST

I didn't run very fast--
She began behind, but soon surpassed me.
I set my pace,
Struggling against the tightness,
Uncomfortable with the effort.
She was in better shape to begin; while I had put on weight.
But I was out for my own good,
And now I was here,
I was going to do it, I determined.

I didn't run very fast--
She ran circles 'round me, frustrated at my pace;
I was tempted to quit and walk,
But, I thought, "just to the next crossing . . ."
Then, almost there, I thought
"I can make it beyond."
After I passed that mark,
Again, I wanted to quit and walk,
But told myself, "just to the next crossing . . ."

I didn't run very fast--
But at last made it to the end
(Which was uphill,
Yet I made it).
The last stretch I really wanted to quit,
Instead I "poured on the steam"
And was surprised I had any to give!

I thought I would give out, crumble . . .
But I kept in motion--
Even those last 5 yards--
Although I was tempted . . .
I didn't slow down, didn't quit
Until I hit home.
Now I know I can make it, because I did.