What's in your glass and what's in your pipe?

[Sionnach]

Ouch! Not the direction I intended!

Green tea fills my cup
and warms my hands
the air is all I need to inhale

Jamie, I reworked your wee poem into a poor haiku-

Green tea fills my cup,
Warms my hands, and air
My only inhale

Not my intention to stir contention, I just want to say- I don't sit breathless to watch my dogs play. I run with one almost twice a day, another once a day, and take the three little ones on a half mile walk. My avatar is a picture on myself at the top of Thundrbird Mtn. with two of the puppies in tow. I practice Aikido- a very vigorous martial art, and can't remember the last time I was breathless unless it was when hiking at higher elevations or looking at the splendor of the night sky when camping. Well, looking at the beauty of my children and my wife will sometimes leave me breathless as well.
Regards,

[thescot]

. . .Not my intention to stir contention, I just want to say- I don't sit breathless to watch my dogs play. I run with one almost twice a day, another once a day, and take the three little ones on a half mile walk. My avatar is a picture on myself at the top of Thundrbird Mtn. with two of the puppies in tow. I practice Aikido- a very vigorous martial art, and can't remember the last time I was breathless unless it was when hiking at higher elevations or looking at the splendor of the night sky when camping. Well, looking at the beauty of my children and my wife will sometimes leave me breathless as well.
Regards,

I don't care for contention either, and I'm pretty sure that I know Gilmore well enough to know that he didn't really mean to start anything.

Having said all that, I, too, used to run three times a week while still a smoker. And my dog ran with me--3-4 miles twice a week with a longer run on Saturday. In fact I ran 3 miles the day before my first heart attack.

But then, I was a heavy cigarette smoker. If I'd stuck to pipes and cigars, I'd probably have been fine.