Alright, I have little experience on what
zen and running mean together other than
a new age catchy phrase to sell something.
I meditate sporadically, am not a Buddhist,
and stopped jogging several years ago
when my body said enough.

Of course, I have read the archery and
motorcycle maintenance books during a time
of discomfort as if there is ever a time of comfort.
Rarely during a jog, the quieting of my mind
would allow me to disappear into the serious
business of just existing.

I confess the best time of the run was
that moment of stopping as my
breathing finally begins to gain ground
on where I am and I am able to feel
a sense of satisfaction at completing
a necessary but arduous task of subsistence.

So, there you have it.