Brekky Run

On On: Lake Leschenaultia
Hare: Passiona/Leapfrog

I am not a morning person.  I’ve long know that fact.  My body knows it too.  When forced to run at 9:30am it does so grumpily.  My eyes provide only a weak,  milky tunnel vision.  My muscles contract stubbornly, as if saying “oh, all right then, but we won’t make this easy!”  My lungs don’t really expand and contract, but rather just sag and flop sadly about, absorbing any air that happens to collide with them without so much as a hint of enthusiasm.  Oxygen molecules aren’t so much drawn into my chest, but wander down my windpipe like nightwatchmen checking a darkened laneway after hearing a strange, strained gurgling noise.

Sorry, getting slightly carried away.

So, we had a breakfast run for Easter.  The run was wisely set at about 30 mins.  We ran and remembered how much we like afternoons.  Walkers rounded the lake.  Numbers were low due to  the long weekend, but that only made the bacon and sausages spread further.  Yes, we had our photo taken in our splendid sleepwear (which I forgot to mention we ran in).

Easter checked off for another year.

On On
El Keeno

One Response to “Brekky Run”

  1. Scarlett Runnerbean April 24, 2014 at 1:43 pm #

    I can testify that El Keeno was suffering from “no no no its morning” syndrome. I know because i have it too.