I wasn’t planning for this to happen.
I thought I was happy,
I thought I was satisfied.
I didn’t think I wanted anything else
But I guess something was missing.
I didn’t really go looking for it
It started off innocently enough,
just something to do on those cold and rainy winter days
but sadly something was missing, and I needed a new love
It just happened.
Is it the thrill of the chase?
or the exciting new positions I find myself in.
I am working muscles I never new existed.
It’s such a joy to play the game.
I am having to follow a whole new set of rules
and when time is up and I go home to my family
I go home breathless and spent.
I may have a new love
But running will always be my one true love and surely their is room in my heart for more than one love.
