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watching the weather
heat and humidity rise
fuck this, crank AC
Summer sans running
isn’t the end of the world.
Thank you, cross training.
Sweat pours into eyes
body chaffing, eyes stinging
Ah, the sweet ice bath
morning after a
three hour run in heat and sun
still feel like dog shit
Such clever replies
I laugh out loud with your words
loving this so far
I agree with you,
The sun can kiss my white ass…
and my chubby thighs.
Haiku start:
Fuck you, summer time.
Humidity? Suck my toe.
I think I want snow!
/Haiku stop.
sweaty shorts hang dry
each morning in my shower
bathroom smells like crotch
Love Colorado
Humidity is high here
When it’s ten percent
I’m voting matt off the thread.
Now now, at least he
replied in Haiku format.
Westerners are freaks
Ha! HARDLY humid!
Texas summers TRULY suck…
Run by dawn or DIE!
Quads are so ouchy,
Hamstrings tighter than duck’s ass,
Fuck yeah — BOSTON BOUND!
My first haiku was
lame with no profanity
so: Fuck! Shit! Asshole!
Where I live, not so bad
Low humudity, temps.
But today, quake!
not running sucks ass
the bike seat hurts my hoo-ha
thank god for “ride glide”
(yes, i do use a product called “hoo-ha ride glide.”)
jogging through pea soup
grime sticks on my Kinvaras
like cupcake sprinkles
Bugger! The grass track
Covered in white frost; no lanes
I want summer back.
OK, now that one was just weird. How can you Aussies have FROST??? What planet are you on? Certainly not Earth. :-)
Yesterday the temp
was twenty F, non metric
Inland it gets cold!
You guys and gals are SO so clever! I think I’ll have to do more of this style contribution thing in future, it’s such fun to read.
Here’s one I posted on a post on the Track:
Around and around.
Straight-away, turn, straight-away.
Freedom with each stride
I like that one Joe,
but steeplechase barriers
you did not hurdle!