I’m been running everyday for 187 days

The beauty of running everyday is being able to witness the slow transition of the seasons. Just when I finally befriended cold winter runs, spring sprung. On day 187, my mornings runs are met with cool, breezy, and pollen-filled air. The birds chirp at a hasten pace. There are worms on the sidewalks. Flowers abound. The trees are full once again. It feels like I am in on a secret being able to see the slow turn of the season.