Mmmm, peanut butter honey and banana sandwich for lunch, delicious. Anyway, I thought I’d add a short 5-7-5 poem I wrote yesterday. It is kind of quirky and silly but in a away a very accurate picture of the face of a runner in a blizzard. I’m not sure what inspired the idea given that there was perfect running weather all weekend. I may have sparked some bad luck because it was dark and drizzling which made running less than perfect. A least my new sneakers with ‘super feet’ felt comfortable!
“Nature’s Makeup Artist”
Whipping winds, blushed cheeks.
Crusted snow, white mascara.
Frostbite, cold Botox.
I wonder if other people have experienced that “white mascara” look after a long run in the snow? The only thing more funny looking is when sweat freezes and looks like a rampant fungal infection.
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