fell running, poetry, Uncategorized

pushing


the water is ice cold
the mud is thick and deep
my legs ache and struggle
to move from tussock to
the next as my knee and
ankle give way and I slip
and slide to the next step
thoughts run through my mind
creating problems that aren’t
there making me anxious
driving me on to do more
so that pain and tiredness
take over and I forget

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The Autistic FellRunner

I am a 52 year old male with a late diagnosis of Asperger's Syndrome. I enjoy writing in all forms about people and life. I enjoy running over the moors where my mind can be free from the stresses of everyday life. I am currently studying for a PhD in autism and aging. I hope you enjoy my writing and please feel free to leave a comment. Thank you for taking the time to visit my site.

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