BITE/MILE 1: The first bite was the BEST. A total taste explosion. In fact, I could not WAIT to eat the rest. Yes, I might have been taking down too much too soon, but it didn't matter because it tasted so...damn...good.
BITE/MILE 2: The second bite was okay. The cake still tasted pretty good, but the novelty of eating cake had worn off a bit. I wasn't quite as eager for my next bite, but I was still enjoying the different flavors and textures. That said, I was not sure I had two more bites in me.
And, poof, just like that, my cake was done. Er, um, my run was over. And later, when I told my coach about it, I didn't even mention the fact that I'd thought I might not have finished it. Because I did. And the funny thing was, I didn't really even remember that third bite. It was just really good cake. That was all that mattered. Much like cake, or any dessert, really, a workout is only as good as the sum of its parts. The cake part is good, but can be dry and maybe not worth finishing. The frosting is heaven, but alone it will probably make you sick. And once it's done, all you have left is a really good taste in your mouth and the desire for more. Mmmmmm cake.
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Static Lines - Creases