Today, as the distance between him and me increased, I noticed that I felt pretty good.
It actually felt great to run again; to stride out, lift the knees, pump the arms. However, by the time I reached the neighbor's mailbox, I was done. My little "Floyd Landis" was not.
Sometimes, as my previous blog mentions, I run for myself. Sometimes, I run for others. I think the later will be remembered and appreciated more.
2 comments:
I'm glad to hear Levi is on his bike but a little disappointed that he's doping like Floyd. I really think he's too young for steroids.
Nice description of Levi... but now I think that Levi should get a chance to describe you in three words.
Oh, and I think you might want to check out www.starbucksburgerking.blogspot.com
knock yourself out.
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