...and in my head i'm hearing the theme from "Chariots of Fire" and i see an able bodied pack of young men running on a beach at sunrise...barefoot...dressed in running shorts and T's....not a one is tired or breathing hard...
It's a wondrous sight to see...
When in reality it is a short pudgy woman driving her truck to work on back roads with snow....covered to the ears with coat, gloves and scarf...dressed in jeans and T...with snow boots....over tired and wheezing...
It's a wondrous sight to see...
At least we've got the T's in common...
Oh Well...
My brain listens to a different drummer....
Everyday is a Gift