I Wish…

Thoughts of an English Mum


I wish I could run…

Like a child in the playground, free and uninhibited.

I wish I could throw on my trainers and gear and just run free in the wind…..

That’s what my mind says to me each and every day.

My thighs, however, beg me not to torture them with the friction that would cause a small fire…my lungs scream for mercy and my entire body seems to rebel with every heavy heated step.

Like I said, I wish I could run – but I have to respect the inner voices of reason 🙂

lard


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