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Run Devil Run
I Like Running.
There I said it. I'm a little bit of a neurotic running snob.
I hate people who think they run really fast and keep cutting into my lane or team up with some other guy and block my way.
Well I absolutely love the feeling of overtaking them in the end. Triumphantly.
I Like Running.
I love thinking about life when I run. When I think of the happy moments, my feet slow down to a leisurely pace as I reminisce about the happy moments. Slowing down, thinking of the old days. Nostalgia. Running slowly seems to slow down everything around me. I wish I could go back to those happy moments and relive them all over again.
I Like Running.
When I'm frustrated and angry. I put that anger into my foot steps. I push down into the tip of my toes and trudge hard into the ground. The running morphs from a slow jog, to a quick step and finally into a burst of speed. Oh how the anger fuels me. Be gone, fear. For my running is fierce. Powerful. Determined.
You better run, run, run.
'Cuz there's gonna be some hell to pay.
Hail Mary.