Running Rhythm

Inches of rain, the forecast for July
Gave way to August, and a lofty high
100 degrees, maybe in spots more
No one was outside, not even the Rankin Road whore
Four days of sloth, an Indiana wedding
If not drinking, I was slumbering in the Marriott bedding
A run a run, was desperately needed
35 minutes easy, HoustonFIT Chicago runners heeded
Brenda was to run, Chris Sowers too
I'll hook up with them, a Monday running party anew
To Memorial Picnic Loop, that was our place to meet
But find them I didn't, my failure was bittersweet
At the park at least, I could get in a run
But a solo after promise of a party, not very fun
Off I went, by the soccer players' cheer
Surprisingly I ran up there back, Brenda, Chris, and Samone were near
Memorial we crossed, picking our way with caution
Then Brenda kicked out, using quick motion
"She always runs ahead", Chris said while waning
"I hope I can keep up", I thought while gaining
I got on Brenda's hip, around the loop we went
Hey, there's Felix, by the Finish Strong tent!
9:49, the first measurable mile
An easy run?, I questioned with a smile
Go ahead if you need, Brenda said with a huff
I could run no faster, her claim of an easy run, clearly a bluff
8:37, came nine tenths of a mile
Starting at the corner, the markers are full of guile
9:24, the last mile did come
Brenda said I'm done, water, I need some
I said a quarter mile more, no farther shall I go
Then turn around we did, joining the opposite flow
Water was had, hydration was a plenty
Then to the corner we came, departure such a pity
On Brenda went, a little more to cover
Then Claire appeared, from her bad back she did recover
Meeting Astros, while she convalesced
Though famous, I thought, their team is quite a mess
Goodbyes were said, hope to see you later
Saved by the Bell, the most famous is AC Slater
Random thoughts, were clearly in my head
Maybe I needed rest, make an early trip to bed
Four miles I covered, and I did so with relative ease
The heat not so bad, but wait for the sunset please
Four more days, five days total of running
That's my goal this week, it's the goal for which I'm gunning
Thanks for reading my poem, I wrote it with a smile
Blogging can be boring, so I went the extra mile
This is a different, an old kind of view
A running poets musings, I bid you adieu