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Running is repetition: A poem

By Nicole Bush

March 21, 2017

The whole sport is….repetition.
Is…beginning again.

You feel it…in the grind of each day.

Day in.
Day out.

Much like life:
The sun comes up.
The sun sets.
We eat,
We sleep,
We go about our day the best we can.

And…

We run.

It’s step after step.
One foot in front of the other,
Again. again. again.

runnin alone
Steps every run.
Run everyday.

Every week, each week.
Every month.
All the months, every season. All the seasons, every year. And year after year.
Season after season. Month after month. Week after week. Day after day.
Run after run.
Step after step.
Barrier after barrier.
Lap after lap.
Rep after rep.
Race after race.

And sometimes…you break.
You falter,
You fall,
You miss a lap,
A rep…a season.

There’s so many opportunities to give up,
To quit.
To let failure get the best of you.
Each lap…each rep…each run.

But then there’s so many opportunities,
To wipe the slate,
To begin again.
In the next step,
The next run,
The next rep,
The next race.
The next season.

Sometimes we win medals.
Often we don’t.

But running,
Much like life,
It’s an opportunity for another rep.
For us to begin again.
And again.
And again.

For us to keep building what ours.

One foot in front of the other.

The sun comes up.
The sun sets.

And in between we run.