I hate running
3 miles.
0:32:39.26
Mile 1: 9:18.83
Mile 2: 11:22.57
Mile 3: 11:57.86
This sucked. I hate running.
I hate the way it makes my feet ache. I hate the way it makes me gasp for breath. I hate the way my lungs burn. I hate... ooh, she's cute. I hate that weird ache in my shoulder. I hate the way I can push and push and push and still not catch that guy running. I hate the way that guy in jeans passed me.
I hate running.
Dear Lord, I hate running.
Odds of a RTW appearance are somewhere near 50-50. Odds of running... book makers won't touch that one.
posted by El Oso Furioso at
7:56 PM
3 Comments:
Yes, but it is the "oh, she's cute" that keeps us coming back for more. :)
And, oh, I don't need to give you directions again to The Woodlands, do I?
Har d har.
Just think. There's some person of the opposite sex, with the same disdain for running, that ran by you today and thought, "oh, he's cute!!" :)
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