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04 June 2009

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Breaking the nights silence,the buzz sound of my alarm moved my ass off the bed.
With Reebok shoes and jersey here i entered the stadium like a professional jogger.The sizzling solar rays slowly faded the jagged fragmented clouds in the sky.Of course,this is all meant to improve so called physique,which may help in flattering the buxoms but,i guess many joggers are inspired by their swinging ponderable butts and tummies.

In the stadium,to my utter surprise,saw a wide variety of jogging practices.some walk,some limp,some hop and a few jog.Most of them can be compared to animals like snail,hare,frog etc.Few people hided their bouncing nipples behind their fists.

After a lusty pull of back, i also followed the predecessors.stretching the legs forward sprinted the initial rounds like tom catching jerry.galloping the tiredness i completed 5 rounds successfully.but,the silly cool breeze tickled the sweat, o0oo0oo,a cold passed till toe.this encouraged me from within to make one more round,In the last 100m,the sweet kiss of sweat drop from ear with the shoulder gives an ultimate tender feeling.The satisfaction was everlasting!!
Truly, jogging is pleasure treasure.

A transpire to inspire: jog till u tire