today

I ran for 10 minutes today. I was feeling weak and strong and hot. It was really hot. I procrastinated and a sun on full power was my reward. This was the longest I’d run since surgery. My physical therapist prescribed a 5 minute run to test things out. I took it slow and steady and felt good and tired and weird and heavy.

A guy was stretching on the side of the bike path, his arms, back, and two prosthetic legs dappled with shade.

I stopped feeling sorry for making the choice that led me to have a bum toe and a deposit of “bone dust” in my arch and jogged alongside the lingering pain in my foot, happy to have it as company.