Ode of Thanks

Running, Running what can I do?

This wouldn't be thanksgiving without thanking you.

You allow me to make a run for the border,

How I love you chicken quesadilla, I wish you cost a quarter.

You make me feel so great, but sometimes very dirty,

and sometimes I even feel a little bit turdy.

I like the long beach path runs, though they hurt my knees,

Even being in CA, sometimes I freeze.

I love all your fun gadgets, including the hatphones,

but not the morning alarm going off, and hearing myself groan.

I don't love the sweat, and how you are not always so caring,

but I do love how you helped me regain my bearing (s).

Oh running, you've given me a great gift in which I thank you,

I thank you for all the friends I've found through my blog too!

Tomorrow I am extra grateful to you my friend

Because I can eat mashed potatoes until I explode. The End.

You can tell it was a slow day for my little brain to process. Tonight Mr. R and I are going up north to spend Thanksgiving with his family. Hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving and all those Turkey Trotters do well (Especially my Cousin Olie who is running in her first race ever, and claims not to be a runner! I love you Olie! Kick Turkey butt!)

I seriously can't believe I just wrote that. But 26.2 list starts Friday! :) See you then!

xoxo