neighbor just walked by as I’m holding my Javelin and pointing it towards the front door which just has a screen in….
Girls are made of sugar and spice.
Track girls are made of rock and iron.
Cross country girls are made of gunpowder and lead.
I wish I could meet the person who loves running the most in the world. They must be pretty cool.
I respect fit runners and I respect overweight runners. I respect fast runners and I respect slow runners. I respect people who run 5 miles and I respect people who run 25 miles. I respect people who run in group and I respect solo runners. I respect shirtless runners and I respect fully clothed runners. I respect walkers, joggers, and sprinters. I respect female runners and I respect male runners. I respect young runners and I respect old runners. I respect winter, spring, summer, fall runners. My point is this: the first step out the front door is the hardest, and I respect anyone who takes it.