While driving to work this morning, a sudden urge of creative writing gripped my attention with an intensity that blew the clock off the kitchen wall.
Here's what I wrote about my prior 5Mile Run:
It seems the discomfort I suffered during my morning run turned out to be a stubborn bowl movement, which post 5 miles of shake and bake, was not so stubborn after all.
On reflection, I sincerely hope you were not eating anytime while processing the sentence above.
I managed to write those two sentences between Ingleburn and Liverpool. Go me. Also, not so fun for my sore stomach.
Fruit of the Moment: Eight PM Exit
Thursday, April 22, 2010
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F*$K you man!
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It will never be the same again. At least it wasn't Fruit & Nut loaf.
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