The run was the perfect, late spring evening run - absolutely sublime. There were only good smells, and the moisture in the air which felt like dampness this morning, now only added to my glisten. My mind let go and provided a good example to my muscles which released as the miles ticked off. I began considering all the meanings of the word "light" and realized that I had been using it pretty exclusively as a measurement of illumination. But, didn't it describe so many other actions?
I ran past gatherings of people on porches and decks and stoops. One group of second floor porch dwellers taunted their buddy in his convertible to "Light 'em up!!" I hadn't heard that particular phrase in so long that it caused me to remember another phrase of the same era - "Light up." I smiled a bit broader.
I approached a corner and continued straight instead of making my usual left turn. I was unfamiliar with the traffic light I now faced - new territory, more exhilarating than scary. I saw a beautiful grassy lawn behind a romantic brick wall and the most meticulously maintained home I had never noticed.
I continued and thought about how important it is to lighten up sometimes. Stop carrying that which weighs us down. Or maybe share the burden with someone. Consciously release to something new.
You remember the steps - Stomp hard on the gas.