Inner Monologue on a Morning Run in Mombasa

Tic tock tic

Turnover, kick

Sand, move beneath me

Don’t move

Roll

Wheels turn

Feet attached

To an invisible

Elliptical

Do not stride

You will die

Increase speed with cadence

Accelerate with reduced effort

Breathe

In out in

Don’t look at the clock

Feel the beat

Footfalls against sand

Feel air

Feel wind

Then

Focus

Forget

Move

Like the Kenyans

Float

Breathe

Go

Tic tock tick

Turnover, kick

Self-talk on a morning run. Pictures of sunrise along the way.