Running the trail along the river bank.
It promises I will pass more miles than people.
I'm not looking at it tonight.
The sky is overcast.
It delivers a light mist along with the distinctive smell of autumn.
I'm not looking at it tonight.
A leaf drifts in the breeze.
Its friends rustle, waving red and yellow, cheering it onward.
It promises I will pass more miles than people.
I'm not looking at it tonight.
The sky is overcast.
It delivers a light mist along with the distinctive smell of autumn.
I'm not looking at it tonight.
A leaf drifts in the breeze.
Its friends rustle, waving red and yellow, cheering it onward.
I'm not looking at it tonight.
The river glows as the sun goes down.
The lights of the city flicker across the wave tops.
I'm not looking at it tonight.
I'm carrying my stopwatch.
The strap is wrapped around my left hand, as always, but
I'm not looking at it tonight.
The river glows as the sun goes down.
The lights of the city flicker across the wave tops.
I'm not looking at it tonight.
I'm carrying my stopwatch.
The strap is wrapped around my left hand, as always, but
I'm not looking at it tonight.
