2.5 miles is forever
2.5 miles is long when you're not used to running. it was peaceful and quiet running along the beach but as soon as you're underneath the protection of the lights, they go out on you! not even exaggerating, it was flipping dark and you couldn't see people 'til they were really close. it was a little scary because my mind drifted toward bad thoughts of robbers jumping out from behind the walls and such. one guy looked creepy enough that i ran faster until i was far from him. my friend said he was confident enough in his sprint that he could go from the sidewalk through the parking lot and headlong over the bushes onto pch where people could see him. i think they'll just run him over but either way he'll be noticed.i want a muffin. dang you paul for making muffins look so good... and there's no such thing as muffin juice, it's grease, ok? grease!!
posted by Dana @ 8:41 AM
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muffins...he he he
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