No, no, no... not these kind:
I'm already a dedicated and faithful follower of the above and these too:
Too faithful really.
And depending upon where I am on the globe, spiritual nourishment can be found here (hi Neil):
Or, depending on your interests, it can be found here (hi Jayne):
I've never been faithful to these chips:
But, at one time in my life, I was a worshiper of these chips:
Sinful, I know... but I was only 12!
I have no idea what this sign means but obviously some forms of chips are of Satan and not to be done (in that area):
But these chips are from Heaven! I have seen the Light! Halleluja!!!
Salvation is a six inch deep, 2 mile long spongy trail of freshly laid wood chips.
More seriously, both Neil and Jayne had been
Now, I 'run' here; on a chip trail around a golf course. It's a very beautiful, though hilly, trail that looks mostly like this:
Though from the top of the brutal 'Big Hill' I can still see my inspiring view:
Weather permitting, the Olympic Mountains cheer me on. And they're a great excuse too. I can stand there and appear like I'm admiring them, when really... I'm just standing there cos I feel like my lungs are going to explode after hauling my ass up that fucking hill! ;-)