To run, or not to run

To run, or not to run--that is the question:
Whether 'tis easier to race
And face the harsh pains of a race
Or to stay lazy
And, by not moving, avoid pain

To run, to hit the adrenaline rush-
No more – and by running to say I face
The early morning preparations for the events
That each race day holds
‘Tis a situation
I do not wish to face

To run, to race-
To fall perhaps too hard. Ay there’s the problem,
For in running what events may come about
When we are hiding from the finish line
Must make us stop and think.
That’s the idea
That makes disaster of running

For who really wants to face the 7 a.m. sun
The first start,
The runners’ obnoxious cheeriness,
The disappointment in Gatorade,
The team’s early practices,
The overly chipper song of the early bird,
And the cold looks
That other runners send in my direction
When they too may run
On weekends free from tribulations?

What would heed the team’s early call
To sprint and jog through the first hours of the day
But that the horror of something may be missed while running
That unknown events that have occurred which
The gossips discuss
While we stand in a confused daze
Wishing we had chosen a different sport
Instead of seeking those futile adrenaline rushes?

Thus the chance of missing out does make runners of us all
And thus the bliss of running
Is tainted by eye opening thoughts of lost news
And peaceful moments of calmness and scenery
With this regard their paths are cut short
And lose the race in favor of the faster team.