Words with Wind and Legs

Dear Wind.  Please quit blowing in my face.  Why won't you leave me alone?  Why don't you blow on my back?  Why must you come head to head with me?  Please go away.

Dear Legs.  Do I really need to hollow you out and dig all the lead out?  Is that leprechaun still hanging around since St. Patty Day? Ooooh, bad leprechaun, you need to go drag some Irish chicks' legs and not mine.  I am Chinese, I don't do St. Patty Day. You got the wrong person. 

I Was Leery Of.   Some men just hanging by the elementary school.  It is spring break. And these 3 big men were just hanging there.  Maybe they were doing some maintenance work while school's out. I waved and said "hi" to them though.  And when they asked, "How are you?" I replied "Great!" in the chirpiest tone I could muster up. I smiled and tried to run like a strong, happy woman.  A great ponytail day made it easy. I bounced around to the rhythm of my ponytail.  

By the Numbers.    
Mile 1: 11:40/mile
Mile 2: 11:51
Mile 3: 11:25
Mile 4: 11:26
Mile 5: 11:45
Total: 5 miles in 58:11 minutes @ 11:38/mile pace.
Not too shabby since they were all under 12:00/mile.  Apart from the leprechaun, why won't my legs go any faster?  They feel heavy.

Thankful For.  An injury-free run. A safe run. A pretty day. Cold water after a run.