... if you know what's good for you.
Monday Steve ran with me. His back hurt the whole way and then the heat messed up his stomach. He toughed it out but didn't have any fun.
Tuesday Mrs Runalong ran with me. Her hips hurt and she kept stumbling over roots and rocks and things. She doesn't usually do that and we were on a smoother path than usual. Then she fell.
For a moment she looked like Superwoman but she forgot to put her landing gear down and scraped and bruised and cut herself from her thigh to her shoulder. Her right hand is swollen and more or less non-functional today though it appears there is no serious damage.
Wednesday. Time to go for a run. Anyone want to come along?
Hey, where'd everyone go?
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Um, yeah. I think I will just stay on the side lines and cheer.
You should have this quote somewhere on your blog Pastor Forest. Ahem, I mean Pastor Mark.
Quote --Forrest Gump: "That day, for no particular reason, I decided to go for a little run. So I ran to the end of the road. And when I got there, I thought maybe I'd run to the end of town. And when I got there, I thought maybe I'd just run across Greenbow County. And I figured, since I run this far, maybe I'd just run across the great state of Alabama. And that's what I did. I ran clear across Alabama. For no particular reason I just kept on going. I ran clear to the ocean. And when I got there, I figured, since I'd gone this far, I might as well turn around, just keep on going. When I got to another ocean, I figured, since I'd gone this far, I might as well just turn back, keep right on going. When I got tired, I slept. When I got hungry, I ate. When I had to go... you know... I went."
I think I'll pass, too. I'm already suffering from multiple over-use injuries caused, no doubt, by trying to emulate my crazy pastor. You probably know him.
Mrs Runalong probably needs some roses to help the pain.
In light of Laura's FG quote maybe, instead of roses, I should just get her a nice box of chocolates.
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