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Running engages all five senses

After weeks of running in the dark, I was given a rare chance to run in the daylight. As I made it toward the mountain, I was amazed how keenly aware I was of seeing, hearing, smelling, touching and even tasting.
Arianne Brown, Deseret News Modified: August 26, 2014 at 9:27 pm •  Published: August 27, 2014
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My husband recently gave me a gift.

For weeks, I would wake up early to run, only to be met by pitch-black darkness, illuminated only by my headlamp and the lights of oncoming traffic. But my husband recently decided to go to work later, making it so I could run in the daylight.

On my first run in the light, I headed toward my favorite mountain just in time to see the clouds above reflect the colors of the rising sun. I was keenly aware of not only what I was seeing but also what I was smelling, hearing, touching and even tasting. Being able to see heightened all of my senses, making for the most perfect run I could have ever asked for.

As the sun came out from behind the mountain, I could see the greens of the junipers, the yellows of the fields to the sides of me and the wildflowers scattered randomly along the mountainside.

I saw a jack rabbit dart across the trail, clearing it with the long stretch of its hind legs. I even saw antelope ahead. There were three, to be exact, and they allowed me to get close. Two of them left, leaving one to stand his ground, watching me.

Then, I heard a spitting noise. It was his warning to me not to get too close.

I continued on my way, and the antelope on his, both of us aware of the other, until we were once again a safe distance apart.

The spitting noise played in my mind until it was replaced by the rustling of the cottontails as I made my way up the mountain. Then, the birds soaring high above me. Then, the rhythmic sound of my shoes as they crunched down on the dirt. Then, the mud.

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