Beautiful day for a run. The ranks of the Walterboro Running Club were pretty thin this morning. Just two of us. Wonder what happened to the rest of 'em? We'll start at the cemetery entrance to the Great Swamp Sanctuary.
Just run around the pond, here. Wait. Did someone leave their purse or sumpin' by the swing?
Say, that's no handbag (not yet, anyway). Hmmm. Maybe the other runners just got here a little early. He looks full, so Becky and I ought to be okay.
8 comments:
Wow, cool!
Well, there's at least one thing we got that y'all don't have in Colorado. So what's the score, now? Colorado 47,215; SC 10?
He looked a lot more intimidating in person...I'd settle to see him on a handbag...or better yet, maybe some gator bites would be good...fried.
Shoot, you weren't scared. Now the copperhead? Different matter.
we have Snow Gators! or maybe that's snow gaiters ...
Them's "walkin' in snow traction things", ain't they? You're a funny guy, Chase.
That's one way to get in speed work, eh SuperDave?
You got that right, Star!
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