Sometimes It's A Bitch, Sometimes It's A Breeze

I've reached out in darkness
And come out with treasure 
I've laid down with love
And I woke up with lies 

What's it all worth
Only the heart can measure 
It's not what's in the mirror
But what's left inside 

From the incomparable Stevie Nicks. Might not be what the cool kids listen to while running, but dammit, I stand by it! I had a really nice weekend with running, so here's hoping I'm beginning a breezy phase, because it's been a bitch for quite some time now.

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