Good morning!
A few days ago, I got up to go running. It was about 6:45 in the morning when I hit the road. It was about 40 degrees out and I was aiming to go about five miles or so.
I'm trying to get back in the habit of running first thing in the morning.
I hadn't gone three blocks when a pack of beautiful college age women came running my way. They were bundled up but they were still definitely beautiful. As they got closer, I felt a little self-conscious and decided I should just look straight ahead.
Then as they started to pass me, I heard someone (maybe more than just one voice) say good morning. Doh. I didn't even really have to stare. Both the girls and I were going at such a pace that there's no way I could have stared long. I didn't have but so much breat to say good morning back, but I smiled at the second wave, a little less self-conscious.
One girl in particular smiled back and tripped on the sidewalk.
Part of the reason I prefer to run on the road.
If I'd been thinking about it, I could have concentrated on having enough breath to say, "Good morning" to everybody.
I'm still getting used to running in the cold.
I'm trying to get back in the habit of running first thing in the morning.
I hadn't gone three blocks when a pack of beautiful college age women came running my way. They were bundled up but they were still definitely beautiful. As they got closer, I felt a little self-conscious and decided I should just look straight ahead.
Then as they started to pass me, I heard someone (maybe more than just one voice) say good morning. Doh. I didn't even really have to stare. Both the girls and I were going at such a pace that there's no way I could have stared long. I didn't have but so much breat to say good morning back, but I smiled at the second wave, a little less self-conscious.
One girl in particular smiled back and tripped on the sidewalk.
Part of the reason I prefer to run on the road.
If I'd been thinking about it, I could have concentrated on having enough breath to say, "Good morning" to everybody.
I'm still getting used to running in the cold.
posted by bl at 7:34 pm
3 Comments:
My blog is not informative.
It is whimsical, introspective and filled with doubt.
I do not yet know how to delete your inappropriate comment, which disturbs me greatly.
What is also irksome is that you insist on posting a grammatically incorrect comment on my blog. I guess if you want to be a human spammer, then subject-verb agreement is not necessary.
Furthermore, I don't give a damn about google positioning.
Not only is it a grammatically incorrect comment, but the error is even capitalized!
I think blogger lets you prevent comment spam:
go to "settings" then "comments" and select " Show word verification for comments?" then at least you can make sure it's a real person spamming you instead of a random computer.
in case you're curious, a post from a spammer was up here, and then it was deleted.
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