Darkness comes

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The Alarm has been set, thirty minutes past six in the morning I will be ripped from my slumber to don prepared clothing and stagger outside into the dark, to run.

I have not ran for weeks, life has again drowned me and getting up to run with a multitude of early morning summer runners has not appealed. The last time I ran I felt every ounce of extra weight I was carrying, my joints hurt and I couldn’t breathe.

The sofa beckoned, ‘come and sit’ it said.

‘Diet’ says I.

‘Diet’ says I, again with emphasis.

‘and run?’ questioned the sofa

‘Pass the biscuits’ says I

‘Run’ says my waistband

‘and Diet’

‘Diet’ says I, ‘and Run’

so I lost a stone, organised my running gear and set the alarm.

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To help Lilly the posh Lab came along too. We have a new ‘boingy’ lead and a belt which stops her pulling so enthusiastically. So off we went just her and me into the gloom of early autumn morning, with no-one else around we panted and puffed our way around the park watching the sun slowly fill the valley.

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The lights of the gym blazed away as we passed by on our way home through the fields and lanes, back to the warmth and hum of a waking house, coffee and breakfast.

I’ll not say I’m starting again, but it looks like I’m starting again as the darkness draws in.

‘Like the morning sun
I get lost
When the darkness comes’

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