While I was running this morning I had the urge to whip out my phone to snap a photo. I’m sure this inclination hits me at least once a day, and I recently bought a fancy new camera so I’ve been pretty focused on catching beautiful, special moments.
Contrary to my normal thought pattern, today I had a moment where I felt like it would be more meaningful not to take the photo. On my run this morning, the sunrise over the river made me stop and watch and think for a while. My mind wandered to a place where every morning I got to wake up to insanely beautiful vistas, like those nomadic trustafarians who dominate #vanlife. (Seriously, no hate, I would love to live that life.) And, honestly, I could live in the rural part of Asheville and wake up in the clouds every morning so the onus is on me to create these moments.
Which I did today.
Today, I hauled my butt out of bed and into the 33-degree temps. (It’s that weird time of year where there’s frost on the ground in the morning and the sun is blazing at 1 PM.) I consider myself a morning person but struggle to find the chutzpah to work out before work.
Today, I did it, and it was 100% worth it.
I’m very lucky to live so close to the river and the two parks that flank it. This morning, I ran east, directly into the rising sun. The path I chose takes a steep dip down towards the river, the road a good 25 meters to my left and up a large embankment. The feeling is that of running in a protected space, a grassy wall to the left, the river a few meters to the right.
As I rounded the bend by my favorite tree, I saw the sun peaking up above the distant mountain ridges, on the far side of the river. This is the photo I didn’t take.
The grass in front of me on the riverbank was tipped in glittering frost and the warmer water was causing steam to rise in slow waves. Through the naked tree branches, the sun shot bright rays all full of yellows and oranges, illuminating the evaporating water like little, low-hanging clouds. There was no one else around, just me and my pup, feeling the stillness of the cold morning air.
That’s the photo I didn’t take and I think I like it better in my mind.