choices

I miss running.
mile after mile.
the endorphins kicking in.
the easy gait
of legs
and arms swinging.
the burn
of cold air,
the sweet fatigue after
a good
run ended.
I miss the distance
traveled on foot,
along the river,
the woods,
the stillness of morning.
with age
choices are made.
onto the bike
I go, or the brisk
walk
whiles others speed by.