Natural born chiller

Natural born chiller

A Poem by Craig Thomas

I’m not a natural born runner
I'm really not built for speed
don’t get me wrong I like my sport
but I also like a feed

I know it's doing good for my heart
and it will hopefully reduce the load
so despite my urge to do other things
I get out on the road

I'd like to share some observations
and go into the unknown
share something from my psyche
and hope I'm not alone

1) I seem to run my fastest
when I passing a busy place
I some how pick the pace up
as if competing in a race

2) I also find in built up places
I run whilst breathing in
To diminish my bulky profile
and create the illusion of being thin

3) My mind is my worst enemy
and it distracts me in my run
it tells me that I'm knackered
and that I really should be done

I recognise it's voice these days
and I never let it win
but I do find it quite curious
that this critic lives within

4) It doesn't matter how tired I am
at the end of my jogging stint
I always find the energy
to finish on a sprint

5) I sometimes run with comedy
playing on my ipod
but I do think a laughing jogger
as a site is just quite odd

6) If I'm running a circuit with an incline
then I'll tackle the up hill first
leaving the easier back leg
so I can finish on a burst

All these things and more
I ponder when running about
it's probably these oddities
that actually tire me out.

© 2011 Craig Thomas


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Added on November 21, 2011
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Craig Thomas
Craig Thomas

Manchester, Whitefield, United Kingdom



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Family guy, bit of a techie hound, like comedy, sports and magic. Thrive on activity. more..

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