I love my boys Davo and Randy. However, running with them, well, it's probably good for me but..... they are SO much faster than I am. Last night they brought their lovely friend Pam with them, I hoped that would slow the group down, sadly that was a pipe dream (has anyone ever had a pipe dream? I guess maybe an Alaskan or Siberian Oil man, or perhaps a crack addict, but personally, I've never had a pipe dream) as the gang chatted as they glided, while I did a big bad wolf and huffed and puffed as I hung on.
The song is slow, the gang is fast, but I like them both!