My legs asked, "What are we doing?"
You are going round and round.
My legs cried "Ow, but why?"
This is good for you. It's called exercise.
My legs whined, "Where are we going?"
Up a hill.
My legs begged, "Can we go down now?"
Not yet there is a pot of gold at the top of the ridge.
My legs laughed, "You're silly."
It was a warm night 85F. My goal was to stay upright and not over-heat. I did find that pot of gold. See for yourself.