I love running. I love everything about it. I love the steady rhythm of my feet hitting the pavement. I love to feel my heart pounding in my chest. I love the feeling of the sun on my skin and the great feeling of knowing I am doing something good for myself and my health. I love it so much I will run in the pouring rain.
You have a connection with other runners too. Always smiling at each as other as you pass on the road. I usually enjoy this silent bond we share until this morning. I went for a long run and about 20 minutes into it I saw another runner coming towards me. He was a very fit looking man in his 40's. I started to smile and wish him a good morning when he suddenly covered one nostril with a finger and blew snot out of the other. My almost smile turned into a completely horrified look as I tried to control the urge to vomit. He smiled and nodded his head as he passed. I quietly mumbled "Ummmm, sir......I think you dropped something." I am now wondering if this is some sort of runner ritual, like blood brothers. Except instead of swearing on blood you swear on mucous. Well, count me OUT!
I stopped for some water on the corner when a lady and her dog approached asking to see the baby (the lady asked not the dog). As we were chatting I suddenly noticed that her dog had started to lick Marissa's face. The lady made no move to stop her dog so I quickly pulled the stroller out of reach and gently pushed the dog away with my foot and said no to him. The lady gave me a look that clearly showed she was confused and not happy with my reaction. "Don't worry, he's friendly" she said. It wasn't that I was worried he'd bite her, it was the fact that HER DOG WAS LICKING MY BABY'S FACE!!! Dogs eat shit, vomit and dead things and then for good measure lick their own ass. Need I explain more? It got a little awkward after this and I was just about to run off when her dog jumped up on me. I started to pet him when his nose suddenly drifted towards my crotch. I gently pushed him down and with a laugh I told him no and said "Hey, I barely know you".
" Like I said, don't worry, he's very friendly" the owner said with a coolness in her voice that let me immediately know I had insulted her. So what started off as pleasant conversation quickly tuned into one that held some animosity. I wished her a good morning, which she chose to ignore, and I jogged out of there shaking my head.
Upon reflection I should have told her "You know, I'm pretty friendly. Can I lick your face and sniff your crotch too?" Or perhaps I should have showed her the snot blowing thing I had seen a few minutes before. Maybe it would have bonded us somehow. Funniest thing about this is that the lady had a retractable leash on her dog....she should really learn how to use it.
I love running. I love that it gave me something to blog about today.
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I wouldn't let Abby or Guinny boy lick a baby's face. That is just rude! Especially a strangers! I let them lick me but I always try to warn people if they will lick just in case they might like it. Most don't ...My dogs are well behaved though. Some owners are not sadly.
I hate running...it hurts me. I wish it didn't.
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