I seen this article in the Chicago Tribune Sunday paper in the Metro section and right away I thought of Melissa over at My Back Pages and I wanted to put it into my journal today.
It is called: The rhyme and reason of running
(With marathon day dawning O'er the streets of old Chi-town A runner and non-runner Both decided to sit down) The marathon was on Sunday
To talk about the meaning
Of the long and winding race
Which to the one who didn't run
Seemed like a senseless chase.
"Please tell me," said the non one
"oh please tell me why you run
That huffing and that puffling!
Oh please tell me why that's fun.
"I look at all the joggers
As they trot along the street
And all I think is man oh man
That's murder on their feet
"They're grimaching and grunting
And they're limping like lame ducks
My friend, I have to tell you
Why I think that running......"
The runner took offense then
And he cried, "How wrong you are!"
He laced his new New Balance shoes,
He munched his Balance bar.
He'd loaded up on carbos
And he'd quaffed some Gatorade
He didn't want to hear this whiner
Pout on his parade.
"I run to feel I'm flying."
said the runner: full of glee,
"It's only when I'm running
That I feel I'm really free.
"I know that when I'm jogging
I may look just like a dork.
But thanks to all this exercise
I've trimmed off pounds of pork."
The runner tapped his belly
It was lean and hard as stone
He winked at the non-runner:
"Maybe you could use some tone?"
"Oh, hush," said the non-runner,
"I am not done with my rant."
She finger'd the top button
Of her strangely shrinking pant.
"I used to run the big ones,
Oh yes, I was once like you
I thought that bliss when I was young
Lay in a Nike shoe."
She flet her heart rate rising
Tho she hadn't run an inch
It's true her waist had widened
And her jeans begun to pinch.
She went on:
"Two dozen miles and then some
With my wing-ed feet mid-air
I floated like an angel
As I ran away from care.
"With spurs that pierced my heels
Just like a thousand tiny pins
With toenails that were blackened
And with splinters in my shins.
"My knees were crushed to gravel
And my hamstrings tight as wire
Oh yes I still remember
Running's rush and thrill and fire."
A teardrop filled her eye then
Did she miss her running days?
Oh no! She must resist! She
Must resist the running craze!
She sniffed:
"Your running is not healthy, dude!
You're hooked on runner's high!
You ought to switch to yoga
It's good even for a guy."
The runner gave a chuckle
While he did a runner's stretch
He pitied the non-runner
She was such an old kvetch.
He said:
"You say that I'm addicted but
I'll tell you what I think
An overdose of milage
Is far better than a drink.
"That pounding on the pavement
Sure beats knocking back the booze
It's also a lot cheaper
Even with these pricey shoes.
"I live to run!" he carried on.
"My running keeps me sane!
So what that when I'm sixty-five
I'll hobble with a cane?"
And just like that he sprinted off
And left her in the dirt.
She watched him with a wishful gaze:
She'd miss the race-day shirt. 
I hope one day to be able to run in a marathon but first I have to start walking. LOL I hope you like it Melissa.


I was going to go to a adult Halloween party tonight but I am just to tired and it is about an hour drive to get there. It is at my sister in law's summer trailer homes. It is always a good time. They had the kid party next week. I won't miss that one because I love sitting in the lawn chair and passing out the candy to the kids and see all the great costumes. We carve pumpkins with the kids after that and at night we put candles in them and line them up on the front deck. I will try to get pictures of them. I kind of fixed my digital camera.
I just love all the Halloween graphics out there.
My daughter doesn't want to dress up this year. I told her in order to go trick or treating
at the trailer next week she has to wear something. She said she might go as a baby.
That is fine with me. Nice and easy.
I might wear my pumpkin costume while passing out the candy to the kids. We go through about 25 to 35 bags of candy. It is crazy. My sister in law always wants us to bring a few bags.
a candle and a beautiful card. I totally forgot that it was Sweetest Day.
I remember when he used to forget and I would always remember. Oh well, maybe next year. lol I did make him that nice lunch though. I want to wish everyone a Happy Sweetest Day.
Better late than never. lol
thanks Missie from 


I was trying to hold all 3 and I was losing them. LOL Maya is on the left, Jeffrey in the middle and Hope on the right.
I can't believe how cold it has been here. It snowed last week and left a dusting of it on my back deck. What happened to fall! lol Today it is raining and it is suppose to rain for a few days. 

Happy Wednesday to Everyone. 
I just love this graphic. I forgot I had it. I was going through all the graphics in photobucket and came across it.
Here is a few pictures of my great, great nephew Tyler and my great niece Nicole. My brother finally told my great niece to send some pictures over. 

I hope to one day to go to California to see him in person. He is a cutie.
Thanks to De's Design for this beautiful graphic. You are so talented.

I am so tired. I am not going to cook for a long time. I have been neglecting my house because I have been cooking so much. Starting tomorrow I am going to just focus on dusting, vacuuming and washing floors. I started cooked at about 8 am this morning. I finally finished chopping all of the vegetables that I had sitting on the counter from the garden. 



