Run, Run, Run!
I’m falling apart, well a bit anyway. I could give you all the gory details but I’ll just say….ah who am I kidding, like I’d miss a chance to whine about all of my running related injuries:
Right and left hip flexors (iliacus), right knee, right hammy, left foot, left butt.
Haha yes, left butt.
Anyway I’ve added about half an hour to my before and after stretches, and my stride doctoring is on hold since right now my legs are trash and my stride is pure, heel-pounding garbage.
I honestly think that my serotonin levels are a bit low because I’ve been unable to get in enough miles daily.
Oh no. I am a runner. Yep, s’all over now, now I have to run for the rest of my forever.
I’ve made peace with it.
In other news I’m debating putting together a brief anthology of some of my early poetic work. Debating, but not super seriously. I’m a bit self-conscious about poetry in a way I’m not about my novels.
Something to consider I suppose.
❤
curro ergo sum 
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