A Sensation-al Run

See: the blue, blue sky; the sun peeking above the horizon; the smile of my new friend, Blanca, running/walking in the opposite direction from me;
Hear: birds, hidden in the evergreens; the rustle of dry leaves in the grass as I run through them; dogs barking, owners whistling; air and road traffic;
Feel: the crisp, still cold; the sun's brightness; the pavement under my feet; the sweat beginning, under all those layers;
Smell: the "stinkberries" from the ginkgo trees
Taste: Didn't taste too much, and what I did was too gross to write, but just imagine that my feet weren't the only thing that were running . . .; and after the run, of course, the delicious cold of a glass of water.