Tuesday, September 28, 2010

this is not going to become a place to write about running, nor are my runs places where i am going to pretend to do writing, but today just a simple comment from an ingorant stranger sitting in the car that came to a slow crawl near a light right next to me... a "what the fuck?" starting and finishing on the higher tone with the first and last words, and the middle dropping nearly a complete octave. it was as if he has never seen a football game before, seeing men participating in high level sports while wearing knee level tights; though i have to admit that he hasn't likely seen them come out from under the pads. so many have heard, "run forest, run" thrown in among the "nice legs!" comments, but there have no often been blatent frightened statements from uncomfortable strangers