A poem dedicated to the marathon, the premier test of endurance and strength in the modern Olympics, and an event that has created many memorable moments over the years.

Melting snows renew themselves
On mountain tops so high…

Melting snows renew themselves
On mountain tops so high ..

I never mind the lost hours,
Nor the changing of life’s seasons;
Only ——

Melting snows renew themselves
On mountain tops so high,
That they gather fast and solid
Beneath an angry sky….

Climbing Pikes Peak during a storm.

Last weekend half marathons were run around our harbour and in my son’s home town in Japan, where he actually took part and finished in a personal record time.

My legs feel funny.

Just had that tingle in my hands and had to write… was feeling creative =)

The journey of attaining life goals is a marathon, not a sprint.