I am a Runner

January 12, 2014

1 mile, 3 miles, 6 miles

It doesn't matter

because that's what I do

I run

My alarm goes off at 6:20

I run at 6:30

It's less than twenty below

But I don't find it cold

I find it relaxing

I can breath

My music all the way up

And my feet agaisnt the ground

I am a runner

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