On I went, out of the wood, passing the man leading without knowing I was going to do so. Flip-flap, flip-flap, jog-trot, jog-trot, curnchslap-crunchslap, across the middle of a broad field again, rhythmically running in my greyhound effortless fashion, knowing I had won the race though it wasn't half over, won it if I wanted it, could go on for ten or fifteen or twenty miles if I had to and drop dead at the finish of it, which would be the same, in the end, as living an honest life like the governor wanted me to. -Alan Sillitoe, "Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner"
EPIC!
ReplyDeletecongrats on your marathon!
ReplyDeleteWHERE DID YOU GET THAT CUPCAKE! More importantly, how do I get one? Sad thing is I wouldn't share.
ReplyDeleteBridget
That cupcake is still blowing my damn mind. In the best way possible.
ReplyDeleteCOME TO NYC AND WE WILL SHARE ONE
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