Poem: I can’t run

I don’t usually focus on negatives but there are some things that I try to ignore – but struggle. Things I used to be able to do, but will never do again. Things that from time to time I hear others complain about – in a nice way.. but it makes me wish I had the opportunity to complain about it. In fact, I wish I had the opportunity to do it agin, maybe even just one time.

Deva Olympic distance triathlon: July 2012

Things that I can’t do
Drowning my day
Things that stop me
That once I was able.

Things that I can’t
Taken from my by injury
The list of I can’ts
Seem to get longer each day.

I can’t run,
Can’t feel the wind in my hair
Can’t just run out the door
And detangle my mind.

I can’t run,
Can’t ever feel that buzz again
And the argument
Of my mind over my feet.

I can’t run,
I never thought I liked it
Till I was told
I would never do it again.

I can’t run.
Can you?
If so, be thankful
That it’s still your therapy.

[Poem by Melanie Ryding]

Author: Melanie Magowan

I am a massage therapist and part time athlete

%d bloggers like this: