Half Marathon Recovery (from a 10k runners perspective):
I do not like these post race legs
My body feels like scrambled eggs
What wobbly calf have I become
Since going for my “little” run
In my glutes a plaintive cry
“Foam roll now lest we die!”
I do not like my famine gut
That thinks my mouth is now sewn shut
I need pizza! I need cake!
My fork just needs to take a break
I can’t stand from a toilet seat
Sitting down is hard to beat
What does Netflix have in store
Episode one: then I snore
I have my bling and I have smiles
No more running thirteen miles
What’s that? What’s that you say?
There is a race next Saturday?
Lace up! I’m coming out to play!
Musings In The MidWest 
Love it! You always amaze me! Keep doin you…you’re pretty good at it!☺ Love you and am proud of you!💞
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Awww! Thank you. I had Proverbs 18:10 written on my arm in Sharpie. Whenever my body wanted to fail, I just kept saying I was safe. He has me. That was by far one of the hardest physical things God has brought me to and through.
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