Pain in the Butt

I woke up this morning and realized it's been a week since I last went running...a week since I fell on my butt.
I glanced over at the clock while at the same time, paying close attention to the aches and pains of a typical morning. To my surprise, I wasn't feeling that bad. All at once a sudden thought lifted one eyebrow on my face.

I could go running this morning...right now!

So I dressed real quick and was out the door in only 15 minutes. Sweet.

I decided on Otter trail even though I've been doing this one a lot lately. I chose it for one specific reason. It was 6:30 am. I knew the sun would be rising soon. I could get a nice view of it as I struggled up the crazy steep hill.
I wasn't disappointed. Just as I was making the turn, I looked up and ran right into it. Bright, blazing streaks of orange, red & pink. It was as if there had been a Mexican fiesta stuffed into a can the night before just below the surface of the Earth, waiting for me to unexpectedly step into the darkness. Just for me, the sky opened up it's can of glory in sudden surprise...making the smile on my face even wider. Colorful streamers raining from above..."I am so glad I am out here." I thought. "Thank You Father."

I was so taken in by the beauty that I didn't really notice my butt hurting until I passed the halfway point. A dull ache, similar to pressing lightly on a bruise, was becoming more noticeable as I thought about running faster. As long as I don't flex my buttocks muscles, I'll be fine.
I ran faster- ignored the pain in my butt and waved "hi" to my neighbor, Wayne, as he was walking by.

What a morning so far...I hope it gets better for Megan who has already spilled her bowl of cereal as I am writing this.

Happy day my fellow man...uh, woman.