But What If I …

But What If I ….

I don’t think I can run anymore.


I run out of puff. I can walk fast though. Does that count?

But you’re a running joke. Can’t you push yourself?

But what if I damage my hamstring?

Then you’ll become a lame joke. Get it?

Hey, I’m the one supposed to be cracking the jokes here.

Then run, for god-sakes, run.

*pic courtesy of pinterest

19 thoughts on “But What If I …

    • thanks, K; it started with a comment I made to my wheelchair friend; I don’t think I can run anymore, I said, and the conversation took off; poor guy, he’s been in a chair since ’92 but mostly he’s even tempered and good fun; he’s one of our Friday group —

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