#FridayFictioneers – What Cannot Be Taken

PHOTO PROMPT submitted by Courtney Wright. © Photographer prefers to remain anonymous.

“Oh my,” exclaimed Lara.  “This is ghastly.  Ruins the decor.”

Jacob winced.  “You don’t understand,” he whispered.

“Understand?  What is Franco thinking?”

Franco cringed.  A haughty voice carried across the hall.  He started in that direction.

“Keep it down.”  Jacob scanned the room, noting every attendee.  “Please don’t let Franco hear.”

“Please.  Surely Franco fires the decorator.”

“You don’t understand, those shoes…”

“Those shoes,” Franco cut in, “made this possible.  They walked to school for years.  Secured my education.”

Lara turned horrified.  “I didn’t know.”

“You came from money.  But money can be taken.  What those shoes brought me, cannot.”

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#WeekendCoffeeShare – So, so tired…

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you how tired I really am right now.  Then, I’d offer you a cup of this fine (not really) hotel coffee.  That’s all I really have right now, other than water.  It’s good water though.  So for that, I apologize.  There’s got to be a coffee shop around here somewhere, but again, tired.  And that bed is right there and, well, you know.

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We ran a Spartan Super today, and let me tell you, there was some suffering going on out there.  Out weather has been mild lately, but today was nothing but hot.  Mid 90’s and humid turned what looked to be a good race into a struggle.

All was good, not great, at the 5 mile mark.  By the sixth mile the cramps came on hard, and they didn’t quit.  Not even after the race was done at about 8.5 miles.  You could say that it was a tale of two races.  There for a while, I thought that I would have a great, maybe my best, race ever despite not feeling my running legs early.  Then the last bit, when it all fell apart.

Since the race ended, I’ve hydrated like a madman.  We race again tomorrow after all, and it would be nice to do it without the cramps.  I’m not confident.  Tomorrow’s race is a Sprint so it won’t be as long.  So that’s good.  It should come in somewhere between 3 to 5 miles, and if I’m lucky, cramp free.

I do appreciate you stopping by!  But unfortunately, I’m going to put my head on that pillow over there, so I’ll see you next week if not before.  Have a great week everyone!


#WeekendCoffeeShare is an informal weekly link-up that is now hosted by Eclectic Alli. Check out her post for the week and maybe post a share of your own!

#FridayFictioneers – They Will Pay

PHOTO PROMPT ©Jill Wisoff

Lon tripped, flew through the air, and skid to a halt, asphalt tore into palms, elbows, and knees.

Pushing himself painfully to his feet, he raised his eyes to the massive structure dominating the night sky.  The Tower.  Too late he realized as the Tower began to glow.

Once charged, his world would be gone.  Blasted to dust.  So many lives lost.  Just like that, and there was nothing to do.  Too late to save his world.  Not too late to make them pay.

Blood streaked his arms, tears his cheeks as he ran to the Tower.

They will pay.

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#WeekendCoffeeShare – Writing & Running

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If we were having coffee, I would offer you a nice cup of this fresh brew that I have.  Right now I’ve got the coffee maker set on the single cup setting in anticipation of my having to sleep at some point tonight.  If you’re not in the mood for coffee we have tea and water.  Sorry, we’re a little limited at the moment.

We finally made it out to see the new Avengers movie last night, and it was good.  I won’t give any spoilers here, but I will say that it did not end the way that I would have expected it too.

Wednesday threatened my writing streak, which is now up to 36 days today.  I really thought that it wasn’t going to happen that day since I was at work all day long.  Thankfully, we get a break ever now and again and I managed to tap out a few hundred words on my phone.  Whew! That was a close one.  With the streak intact, I was able to sleep well once making it home.

Other than writing this week, I wanted to get back on track with training.  It didn’t go quite as well as I would have liked.  I managed a couple of runs on Tuesday and Thursday, and they were good.  The only thing was that Saturday was supposed to be a long run day.  I was hoping for somewhere between 10 to 15 miles, but it wasn’t to be.  For some reason, my right hamstring tightened up, so I was scared to run on it.  Not wanting to completely skip out on the workout, I just rode the bicycle a bit.  The bike is a little easier on the hamstrings, working the quads instead.  I’ll be happy to have that work in when the mountain races get here this year, so it wasn’t a wasted day.

All in all, it’s been a good week.  Hopefully next week will be better.  I really want to get out there and run some more, so I’ll rest up some tomorrow and see what happens Monday.  And I’ll write either way, because I can do that even if I’m not capable of running.

Have a great week everyone!  See you next week!


#WeekendCoffeeShare is an informal weekly link-up that is now hosted by Eclectic Alli. Check out her post for the week and maybe post a share of your own!

#FridayFictioneers – A Cool Drink of Water

PHOTO PROMPT © Karen Rawson

“Go,” Johnny coughed.  “Water.”

Michelle limped the path to the stream and collected a tall cool jar of water.

She was a good wife.  Had always been.  Never complained.

Back up the path, careful not to spill a drop, she returned.  “Here, fresh from the stream.”

Johnny snatched the jar away and drank greedily, spilling water around the corners of his mouth.  He slammed the empty jar down.  “More!”

“Be right back.”

Grumbling how dumb she was not to bring more in a trip, he watched her leave.

Michelle disagreed.  She didn’t want to poison any more water than necessary.

WC:  100


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#WeekendCoffeeShare – Racing and Writing

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If we were having coffee, we would be drinking, yet again, what the hotel is passing off as coffee.  It seems that it’s been there for a bit now as it’s just warm instead of hot, but there is a microwave here in the room, so we can handle that.  I also noticed some tea bags down there if that’s your thing.  Again, we can make use of the microwave to get that water piping hot, and then we can relax a bit and chat over drinks.  That sounds nice.

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#FridayFictioneers – The Summit

PHOTO PROMPT © Jan Wayne Fields

Lydia sprinted the final 50 yards to the summit, spread her arms wide, breathed in the cool, crisp mountain air and let out a huge “whew-we” that echoed back to her again and again.  A smile split her face in two.

Fifteen minutes later, a huffing, sweat covered Darren joined her.  After a halfhearted high five, he lay flat on his back, closed his eyes and did little other than breath.

“Oh, come now, have a look.  It’s beautiful.”

Groaning, Darren propped up and scanned the horizon.  “It is,” he admitted.

“So, worth the run, right?”

“I wouldn’t go that far.

WC:  100


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