And now.... the retelling of a conversation with my legs:
Legs! Legs! Wake up! Yes, I know it's absurdly early for a weekend. We have children, remember?
BUT LOOK! It's overcast outside! So, we might be able to get a run in today without having to have woken up at 4 a.m.!
Let's get these kids changed, dressed, and fed before the Dad gets home, then we're off!
Yep! It's only 82 degrees out! We're SO GOING!
(bending over into a stretch - face to face with my legs): OK. You're white. And hairy. But you can do this.
Here we go.... OK ok. So you're a little slappy at the back. I don't know for sure, but that might be from too much sitting.
BUT do you REMEMBER this? Running! And feeling strong?
And a little out-of-habit? Yes. No worries we'll take it slow: Head is killing me right now. (Alas, barometric pressure giveth; barometric pressure taketh away...)
Uh oh. The sun is breaking from the clouds. That probably means only 2 miles instead of 3...
HEY! Don't act so happy.
Also? Turn left.
Ugh. I know: Sun.
Don't complain too much. See all those cars? You could be Teacher Legs and be stuck in-service inside, not running at all.
OK. Chemical Brothers is on.... let's do this!
Gaga. Keep going!
Aren't you glad we got Hair cut? I am too! So much less for us to carry.
aaaaannnnndddd..... Finished! We did it!
[Title quote is from "The Fifth Element"]
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