That damn soleus
muscle has healed enough that one can run again. Oh not fast. The minute one
pours on too much speed it twinges, but fast enough to call it a jog. OK it's
not a fast jog, its taking 35 minutes to do about 3.6 k instead of 5, but enough
that one is sore in all the right places afterwards.
And oh gods the high...
It's better than any drug...
It's this state of bliss that infuses the body...
And leaves you happy and relaxed and affectionate...
Right until someone (not Him slapping the crook of his elbow
like he is trying to find a vein) goes and does something really freaking
annoying...
Sighs nothing lasts
forever :)
2 comments:
(not Him slapping the crook of his elbow like he is trying to find a vein)
What does this mean? You lost me!
LOL It's His way of saying junkie :)
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