super six mile run

I woefully looked out my window, staring sadly at my vehicle.

Poor thing.

He hadn't been able to run yet again today.

Stuck in snow, 

a drive-way full of drifts, 

roads inaccessible.

No trips to town for morning swims.

No bank runs to cash cheques and pay bills.

Not even a venture out for milk.

Drifts are piled high, snow plows haven't come around to our neck of the woods for almost a day, and snow piles up even higher as the hours pass.

Then I realize....

I CAN RUN.

He may have to sit in the drive, but I have my shoes.

With running treads no less.

I hastily yank back the door,

knee my way through the drifts in the walkway, (boys better shovel later....),

and I decide a mile will be mine.....

.....a mile where No Vehicle Has gone before!

(or at least not in the last 36 hours....)

And I'm off!

Dodging snow piles at the speed of lightning. (snort)

Passing telephone poles like a rocket.

On fire.

(snort, snort)

The fence posts may be up to their ears...but me?

I'm running by it all.

Flying up hills~ I run, 

not a care in the world.

It's impossible for me to get stuck in a rut, or a bank of snow.

(as it looks as though some poor sucker...ummm...vehicle did.)

The road is mine.

Even the much needed signs ~ belong to me now.

(Hidden intersection?! No kidding!)

One giant leap took me over a drift..

Bounding over banks of snow~I was now onto my 6th mile...and I couldn't even remember how I got there.

I flew. I'm sure of it. (Ha!)

{Funny what you're capable of when you pretend to be a Super-Hero;)}

(oh brother....eye roll)

My feet knew no boundaries.

I was running. 

Where no other vehicle could.

But then, like all good things....an end has to come.

In this case....my kids were probably needing supper.

And dark was falling. 

Like the snow. 

As I passed my vehicle, still sitting sadly in its parking spot, I gave it a pat.

"Maybe tomorrow, little guy. You might get your turn tomorrow."

(Super six-mile smile.)

~~~~~~~~

(now where the heck IS that snow plow?!)