August 2, 2015

I’m supposed to be editing or being a writer
or some other such self-imposed Sunday sentence
but all I wanna do is walk the creek and cheer on
the 3000 Ironman competitors.
I couldn’t bear the thought of leaving before
the last person crossed the finish line.
last man through
What an unexpected treat this incredible day turned out to be.
Making up power phrases for exhausted runners may be my new favorite past time.