Emily Dickenson is Rolling Over in Her Grave

August 18th was Bad Poetry Day.  As it turns out, runners can write bad poetry too.  Runner's World blog has weighed in on the event.  I've included an excerpt from one of my favorite bad running-related poems below.

I stop my watch,
I walk inside,
I step into the shower;
My nipples
Scream.

Never again will I forget
The Band-Aids.