Rotator cuff

A slow start, consciously relaxing into the run, even breath overcoming fear, the sling that has been my security, my crutch, left in the car, right arm held close, warm sun bathing me. Rhythm, reassuring rhythm. Welcome sweat.

Fear recedes, peace, welcome peace arrives as I gain the trail by the river, inner mind absorbing the familiar territory, conscious mind on recovery, careful not to trip, watchful of the arm, shepherding body and mind through this first run after surgery.