Running to Paradise

Yesterday I ran the River to River Relay with seven colleagues from Meramec. 8 Runners. 80 Miles. From the Mississippi to the Ohio River. Through the hills, some quite steep, of Southern Illinois. When we started, looking west, we could see over the Mississippi River to Missouri. When we ended, looking east, we could see over the Ohio to Kentucky. It was very much like running in paradise.

Now I'm trying to think of poems about running. Couldn't find too much online, except for these and a less than glowing review of Running on Main Street, a chapbook of poems with an interesting title and a cover of a runner.