seventeen syllables

Saturday morning

alarm jolts me awake to

“Chariots of Fire”

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running in summer

hot, humid, dying out there

I complain a lot

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scorching sun above

I live in Satan’s Armpit

not fun anymore

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Repeat after me:

“Summer sweat brings fall PRs.”

Get your ass out there.

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Sunrise? I don’t care.

I’m not a morning person

I will run tonight.

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sweat drips down my back

I shuffle along slowly

how much longer now?

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feels like an oven

should a human sweat this much?

more Gatorade please

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trudging up the hill

everything hurts, I’m dying

finished fourteen miles

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I could work harder

but I wimp out easily

when I run alone

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one more mile to go

I’ve been out here forever

time for coffee now?

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watch says 5.9

must run through the parking lot

for a round number

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one hundred degrees

is not good running weather

suck it up, princess

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don’t work out inside–

running in rain, cold, or heat

will make you badass

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only some people

can survive the Hunger Games–

runners are prepared

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don’t trust the first mile

sometimes the middle sucks too

I love being done

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How far must I run

to offset Mexican food?

That’s a long damn way.

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all I think about

during my last two miles are

coffee and tacos

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running in the heat

sucks the life out of me now

but pays off in fall

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Why do some drivers

harass women out running?

Just leave me alone.

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running friends kick ass

I’d never succeed alone

they make me better

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drivers don’t see me

I’m in danger when they are

looking at their phones

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sunny for my run

then a rainstorm cools things down

story of my life

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I’m not thin or fast

I don’t look like a runner

twelve half marathons

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wait just a second

no GPS signal yet

can’t run without it

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ten-mile run today

burned 1000 calories

let’s eat all the things

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six boxes of shoes

stacked in the closet because

they were on clearance

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I’m disappointed

when a finisher’s medal

isn’t all that great

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I think I own more

running gear, race shirts, and shoes

than anything else

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long race almost done

I can see the finish line

yes I reached my goal

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Piña coladas!

Wait, I’m signed up for a race?

I thought they said rum.

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