Miles don’t run themselves. Powering through the wind that knocks your breathe out just makes you more alive. Hustling to 100-mile #keys100. I don’t wish. I train. #heretocreate #PureBOOSTX (at Washington Square Park)
10 miles on a treadmill vs 10 miles in Arctic conditions. I believe when asked if I was going to the gym I replied, “I’ll take my chance with the frostbite.” Looking back it was the right decision. Lots of sun, not much of a wind, the windchill was only -20 and not the projected -30. Best of all- empty trails at High Cliff. Wardrobe included tri shorts, fleece tights, running shorts, fleece turtleneck, running vest, outer wind jacket, compression socks, shoes with gaiters, 2 pairs of gloves, balaclava and fleece beanie. Just right. I’m hoping to do it all again tomorrow.
Kashyk expects that they will talk about their plan for betraying him. That is why he hides behind a large crate to wait for them.
What he doesn’t expect is for her to run to Chakotay and wind her arms around his neck, kissing him with complete abandon. Chakotay picks her up by the waist, spinning her around to press her against the bulkhead, and she wraps her legs around him.
“I hate this,” he growls more than tells her, and Kashyk can see their hips grinding against one another.
“You know that if there was any other way…”
He watches Janeway cup Chakotay’s face in her hands and claim his lips once more with her own. Jealousy and arousal war within him in reaction to what he is seeing.
Logan Barnett drove behind the moving truck. The window open to let the afternoon summer wind run through his hair. The radio blaring. Is Irish terrier, Roger, in the passenger seat. This only family at this point.
He had lost everything. His friends, his parents, his whole life.
That’s why he was moving into a town called, The Commonwealth. He had never heard of it, knew no one there, and no one knew him.
He continued to follow into the town. Seeing the welcome sigh and then the local stores and other public buildings. Soon they were driving into the neighbourhood, and he saw many personal touched homes. It made him smile, he had a feeling he was going to like to here.
The truck stopped in front of his small home. It was a simple, single level house.
He parked and unbuckled Roger. He then got out and walked around to open the door of his dog.
Roger jumped out and sniffed around a bit before settling beside his owner. Logan locked his car and walked over to the truck.
The driver was opening it, revealing his furniture and boxes of items. He walked up to the drive and flashed him a smile.
“Thanks. Why don’t you go relax while I unpack. We’ve been driving all day.” Logan said to the man, friendless seeping in his voice.
The man blinked at him. “Really? Thank you.” He said sincerely. Then he started walking down the sidewalk, stretching his legs.
Logan smiled and jumped inside the truck, taking out his boxes and placing them on his new front lawn.
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My dear old friend, take me for a spin Two wolves in the dark, running in the wind I’m letting go, but I’ve never felt better Passing by all the monsters in my head