Treadmill, hence the "Tread" in the title, plus the "Not Real" in the previous title. I refuse to run outside here until it doesn't feel like swimming in hot tea. -Tom
Eleanor McEvoy has a number of lovely songs. Whisper a Prayer to the Moon is beautiful. Great lyric: If I had the powers/I'd give you the stars/the sun and the light/of the moon.
Dark Sun:The Making of the Hydrogen Bomb, by Richard Rhodes. discusses the nuclear arms race. Pretty freaking insane.
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Pretty hard to tread on you when you can so easily outpace me, so I don't think you need to worry ;)
Treadmill or Freestyle?
Really, I must know!
Treadmill, hence the "Tread" in the title, plus the "Not Real" in the previous title. I refuse to run outside here until it doesn't feel like swimming in hot tea.
-Tom
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