Purpose Behind My Run

Wasnt it simpler when we just had to run and not think of what happened when we stopped?
thats what i was thinking when i went for my 'oh so rejuvenating run as always.....' (am addicted to it...did i mention this before...?)

Yeah so i wake up in the morning(wee hours;) ) and its so good to see there are others who actually feel the need to keep up with their target in mind-the one of beating your age/appetite/gluttony/fetish/......etc. So i do my rounds and then stumble across so many others(well not too many) who would be walking their dogs,or doing their run as well.Then i think about how different my run would be from theirs-(please read *run as- 'run of habit')

You must understand that all this hard-of course enjoyable 'work' (self justification you see...) gives me not even an excuse but a reason to heavily sin at my dessert rendevous every once in a while.Of course nothing comes easy in life- so dont even expect me to sit on my a** and wish my craving would go away,or promise myself i would JUSt have ONE bite.-nope thats not me.I would rather have a second helping and then do an extra few min the next day!

Anyway,so thats 'exercise for thought,and l'il Sugga for the worn limbs'

Seems like my i have a sudden halo over my head, lets just not tell anyone about the hidden horns!!Cause am frankly yet to find them.

( what? the halo or the horns?)

'running of'