two hundred thirteen
legs tired, headwind blasting
one rest day: need more.
powered by girl grins
sunshine blue sky clouds blow by
grim joggers, fleet bikes
gasping reaching push
struggling with my sisters
she runs, rides, smiling
turning around now
more wind? Unbelievable
just plain offended
more smiling faces
pink jackets, scarves concealing
skinnier than me
no matter, we all
run/ride together, apart.
more wind blasts in face
no bail out for me
pushpull pushpull pushpull PUSH!
get 'er done. Car sight!
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