Sometimes she’d lace up her running shoes
Wondering just what the heck she’d do
Can’t run far in size 22 britches
Half a block would leave her in stitches
One day came along and her buddy, Jules
Said we’ve got to do something and I know what we’ll do
We’ll go from being …um…fluffy women
And by gosh we’ll do it screaming and kicking (if we have to)
And one day she woke up wearing size 10
Not surprised to find she was thin again
She laced up her shoes like she had before
And ran her butt right out that door!
(Bridge): And oh, how she ran
like a fiend in the wind for miles
and back again
She ran till she could go no more
Then the next day she added another lap
Now she runs seems like every day
“You’re looking so skinny” is what we all say
Two miles, three miles, four miles, five!
That’s when she starts to really feel alive
And on those days when she may feel blue
And a little tired and grumpy too
She may not think she has it in her, you know
But she’s got five more miles that she’ll go
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And this, ladies, is why I have a day job!
Seriously though, Kristina, I'm really proud (and a little envious) of you. Keep it up!
Love,
Lisa
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2 comments:
Loved the song Lisa! LOVED it!
Thanks so much!! You put a big smile on my face. : )
Very, very wonderful, Lisa!
And Kristina, you are worthy of many dittys.
Jules
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