Twilight and Running Shoes

Twilight ... the time of day when the world is winding down.
The sun sinks low in the sky
casting a soft, orange light
lengthening shadows and setting the trees aglow.

Lightening bugs flicker in the grass
while crickets sing their evening lullaby.
Birds (and bats?) flutter overhead
and a bunny freezes in place
as I jog by.

My running shoes beat a quiet, steady pace
that keeps rhythm with my breathing.
A soft breeze winds itself around me.

I smile and nod at couples out
strolling with their dogs.
I lose track of time
alone with my thoughts.

Nothing hurts. Nothing jiggles.
I feel young again. Rejuvenated. Refreshed.

It seems that I have, perhaps, recaptured
a moment in time
when my body felt tight, strong, and healthy.

Why did I begin jogging again?
Am I trying to once again feel like an athlete
instead of a bodybuilder?
Can I be both?