SOUR DOUGH
Sour Dough is the story of a man with Troubles, and I play one of them.
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My wife decides that, starting today, we need to carry around a bag of flour to prepare us for being parents. I tell her that carrying around a bag of flour is her solution for everything, and she just stares at me, which I guess I kind of deserve. Carrying around a bag of flour isn't her solution for anything, but I haven't had my coffee yet and I felt like making a joke, which is my solution for everything. She says to be serious, because this is a baby we're talking about, our baby, and it's important to her that we be ready when we really become parents. I say, "Okay."Check it out, scout.
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I can go for about ten minutes before my body starts to complain. My back makes itself heard. My chest gives me its opinion. My legs educate me on the finer points of stiffening up and tiny tears in the muscle. They all tell me to stop, but I decide to keep going. I know that if I can just keep going, I’ll break through it.Check it, homeboys and homegirls.
Five minutes later, my body looks around and decides that everything is totally cool.
I think this is what they call “runner’s high.” Endorphins surge through me. Instead of feeling the aching in my legs, I feel the wind on my face. I notice the reflection of the sun on the ocean. I’m not riding the bike anymore, I’m just going.