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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Tamera liked to run in the cold, on a whim she stopped by Woolworth and bought a package of hot tamale candies to eat after her run. She loved having a reward for everything. Wearing her golden sweatpants Tamera decided to run laps, which she loved to do on the track alone late at night as the moon tipped his head and winked at her. She started this shortly after her divorce. It was cathartic for her to watch her warm breath rise in the cold air. Running in the winter made her feel alive to be so cold, to run and beat the elements. She loved the feel of the wind in her hair as she ran. She didn’t notice the man that joined her, until he passed her. She hadn’t seen him before. He had a Florida Gators jersey, orange sweat pants and a blue ski hat on. She liked his strides, they seemed fluid. She had only been running a few years herself. It was a hobby that she enjoyed. Having company on the track felt good, normally she had the track all to herself. She usually left after running three miles. Tonight she felt like running more laps than usual. She kept running. Her new friend kept running too. Tamera was always competitive. Who knew maybe she could outrun him. She found her rhythm and felt the adrenaline rush of the endorphins finally kick in. That's what she like about jogging, the endorphines. It felt freaking out of this world! Her heart was beating fast, her breathing was steady. Her strides were growing wider and longer. It felt so good to Tamera to be alive and one with the track. She almost felt like she was flying over the Grand Canyon. She kept running and running, until she could hardly feel her legs. They felt numb, she heard the crowd as they cheered for her. She saw every handsome man that she had ever known standing on the sidelines naked as they were cheering for her. She smiled at them as she passed them by like a blur, for she was so fast. She imagined her ex-husband lying on the ground rolling around in sheer pain as she ran all over him to win the race. She saw herself jumping over the highest hurdles with the grace of an agile deer. She was in her runner’s paradise. After a while, she noticed she had the track all to herself once again and her handsome gentleman, Mr. Moon had also moved along. When she checked her mileage counter, Tamera had run eleven miles. It was a great run, the best she had ever had. It was a great night to be alive!
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