- George Washington Carver
This morning I experienced something wonderful. I awoke early (5:45), quickly pulled on a shirt, shorts, and some tennies, and (my legs still sore from last night's jog) trudged downstairs to hop on my bike for a morning ride. I promptly made my way over to Memorial Park, and started my morning workout.
On my second or third lap around the picnic loop, the morning sun appeared in the treeline. It's been a while since I have been able to wake up and connect with the woods and sunrise. With nothing on my mind but the trail (not trial) ahead of me. Clearing away the thoughts that had built up in my head throughout the night. The sounds of the trees and city coming to life, with the constant hum and vibration of pavement and tire. The soundtrack of a peaceful morning.
Growing up, there were many time when I would wake and enjoy a morning sunrise. After years of alarm clocks, snooze buttons, CNN, sportcenter, reading the Post and my daily skim of blogs, this morning was a refreshing change of pace.
“What is the good of your stars and trees, your sunrise and the wind, if they do not enter into our daily lives?”
- E. M. Forster
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