Stubborn
close
summer
heat
feet
thump
the
pavement
miles
down
the
road
black
ribbon
path
deafening
silence
alone
with
my
thoughts
rhythm
to
my
pace
breathing
through
the
heat
never
ending
hills
battling
to
the
end
legs
feel
tired
body
glistens
with
sweat
fluid
motion
last
turn
to
home
Best
time
yet!
(Bob
&
Nicky
Bachtoll)
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