I would love to share a poem that is a great solace to me as I’ve been unable to run for five months, due to injury.

It’s a poem that has kept me steady in the shaking of living with Multiple Sclerosis too.

For copyright reasons I can’t quote it all, but there is a line that brings strength as I come to terms with leading a life that is slower than I would wish: I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Enjoy The Waking by Theodore Roethke.

Go slowly, friends.