If you are a runner, you know there are many challenges out there. But if you are an urban runner, cripes! it seems everything is stacked against you. Whether it's traffic, unshoveled sidewalks, dogs on retractable leashes, double-wide strollers, or simply douche bags on their cell phones not paying attention to where they are going. Yes, there are perils out there! Waiting ... waiting to screw up your time or make you twist your ankle. This is a blog about it all. Thanks for reading!
Friday, July 22, 2011
The Solace of Running . . . and One Psycho.
This morning was my first run since my grandmother passed away. And I felt as though Mother Nature was giving me a high five. There was a break in the heat wave, a gentle breeze, and the clouds provided shelter from the scorching sun. My stride seemed less of an effort than it had in weeks. As I ran, I spotted some gorgeous animals, that I felt Mom Nature put out there to make my experience even better and give me a reminder that there is beauty in this world. I spotted a black-crowned night heron and two great blue herons along the river. Then, as I was rounding a bend, six gold finches flew up out of a bed of wildflowers. It was frickin' magical. I was right at my turnaround spot, when I spied a creepy dude lurking about. Sure enough, he shouted at me, "I like to eat pussy!" At first I was a little annoyed and offended that this crude individual would spoil such a wonderful run. I started thinking, okay, was that necessary to witness. Where is the beauty in that?! But then I got to thinking, well, what is so bad about what that lunatic said. I mean, why shouldn't he shout it out, loud and proud. He likes to eat pussy! And that's a beautiful thing.
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and it was such a lovely blog right up until the word magical!
ReplyDeleteWow, that is definitely a 'glass half full' way of looking at things!
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