RUNNING WITH MY LEAST FAVORITE PERSON

RUNNING WITH MY LEAST FAVORITE PERSON – – ME. RUNNING AND BLUE COLLAR PHILOSOPHY

EEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRR I hate myself as I just go out the door in the start of my run. My shirt has holes and so does my sweat pants, tradition. These apparels i love as they have been with me a long time, they even have blood stains. The great outdoors, where I can spit here and there, a snot rocket to boot, as there is no one around nor does anyone care, and it sure can help me breathe.

Little creative thought coming into play as I’m strolling along now for twenty ticks. A bypasser runner i often see and the EEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRR. I think he thinks i am nuts as EEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRR the symbolic yell of that pain and pleasure, oh Martin let freedom ring. The sun and the cool breeze and feeling better now and yes, I love myself, or at least no longer hating myself. Okay, thinking of breakfast now and the sweat is rolling down my brow and really starting to feel good as I hit 45 minutes. It is unreal how much running changes perspectives and moods and self esteem. I’m now heading for home, the same place this adventure started. No Gym fees, no tennis court fees, or green fees and no car needed, just my shoes and the clothes i love so much as we are familiar with each other, my attire and me.

I run as hard as i can for the last five minutes and am now in front of my home and 50 minutes later, a completely different human being. I love myself and i love life, i can survive in this world and i love nature and I’m going to love this hot shower a’coming. Okay, shower done and breakfast comes along with the day ahead that’s about to begin. Ah, the thought of my early evening run. Yes i love myself and you know what? I am not telling anyone, as they can feel how much i love them as i love my life, so you know the cliche of loving oneself means it is easier to love others.

Now, it’s the next morning and I’m rolling out of bed and man I hate myself again. Roll out the medication in the form of running shoes and my favorite attire!

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