I'm not much of a talker when I run. I'm amazed how some runners can talk all the time while they are running. Sunday. Three runners. Two guys. One girl. As they were catching up and passing me I heard the first guy said"...mile twenty. I was inside a tunnel, couldn't feel my legs, hardly breathing, was about to quit when I see a light at the end of a tunnel and I swear I saw Jesus in the light, his arms were wide open. So I told my legs to keep going and you wouldn't believe how fast I went." The second guy said,"Wow!" The girl said,"Really?" I bet the other two were not much of a talker either. I didn't know running can be a religious experience.
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