Running Haikus Published on February 19, 2016February 19, 2016 by saraandhersoles Tomorrow I go Running fifteen long miles Carb me up baby. Furthest run ever Runner’s trots are possible Remember TP. I am not nervous Wait, I totally might die Celebrate with beer. What was I thinking Agreed to permanent chafe Waddle, waddle, woo. Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related