calves

Dear Rachel,

First of all, sorry for the blog highjack. It’s just that we REALLY need to get your attention. It’s about all the running, specifically the HILLS. Why? Why are you TORTURING us? Why do you feel the need to stretch and strain us so? We are weak, soft little things and we don’t much like to WORK. We don’t care about fitting into fancy boots or how we look peaking out from a skirt. We HATE spandex and we are really NOT fans of that friend of yours who says “we’ll take it easy tonight” and then leads you up hills for 9 minutes STRAIGHT. We like your wide legged jeans and your comfy shoes. We love your pajama’s and we REALLY like hanging out on the couch. So PLEASE, stop all this nonsense. We are burning! We ache with every step. Stop being so mean and go back to your lazy ways.

With anticipated gratitude,

your Calves

Dear Calves,

Stop whining! YOu sound like my kids when I ask them to do something really hard like put on their shoes or sit up at the table for dinner.

You will be ok. And I will look good in my fancy boots and spandex running pants (but not at the same time, of course!).

Love,

Rachel

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