Refloat my boat

At the end of last winter, this ship was listing heavily to one side and threatened to turn right over.

Whenever I begin to miss a few runs, when my routine heaves to the un-run side, I think about this hulking rusty mass of steel on the verge of sinking. How devastating it would be to come aground and lay on its side there forever, half in, half out of the water.

Then I do everything I can to right my run ship. To avoid becoming a useless hunk of a washed out vessel whose days of propulsion have come to a sad and lamentable end.

I think I better run first thing in the morning.

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