I am not a poet and yes I know it :Day 16

Skinny jeans, I love you, you make me look so slim,
but why is it that normally I have to breathe right in,
to get you done right up,
I lay back on my bed,
breathing in until, I've gone a shade of red.

Juneathon I love you, you make me burst with life,
but you also exhaust me and cause me lots of strife,
my legs are very tired,
I really cannot begin,
the only consolation is getting my jeans on without breathing in.

Running, I love it, it's part of who I am,
and part of the reason I am running juneathon. (?!)
Today I only ran a mile,
It really wasn't far,
But not bad considering I'm feeling under parr.

The end

Miles :1
Total :70
Current miles behind @Reliableplodder: enough
Exams tomorrow:1
Exams left aftr tomorrow:2