It’s Monday. 

Harder to wake up. 

Took longer to get ready. 

Not to mention feeling tired already just thinking of all the cars lined up. 

And just when I was getting to Metrolink  Rancho Cucamonga,

A street and a half away the train I saw pulling in. 

Three minutes earlier than usual. 

Ran like hell!

But these legs just ran out of fuel

And didn’t win racing-for-the-train duel.