I eat pain.
Marathons for breakfast
I go insane
Crossing races off my checklist
Muscles stay taught
But far from bulletproof
Injury battles are fought
While picking jerky from my tooth
I glide over green grass
And up the mountains high
Pulling wedgies out my ass
No matter who I'm running by
I'm a huge geek to running lore
Gimme rain, sun, and heavy snow too
As long as I'm stepping out the door
And not onto some doggie doo
I listen to that gangsta rap
While hurdling downed trees
Wearing my dry fit cap
Ignoring my bleeding knees
Roadrunner-like my legs twirl
Carry me over hill and dale
Not one to care for the real world,
Just get me on the trail
krp
just found the page. Wish I could be there to help. remeber have fun and training will be easy. Have a good one my brother. russ
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