Why can't I ever go on a run in peace? There is always something that has to bother me and, well, I would listen to my headphones if I wasn't so paranoid that something was going to jump out at me or run me over. I need to stay aware. Plus, my cross country coach always said that if we listened to music, we would become dependent on it and well, I'd rather be an independent person.
Anyway, about today's run. First of all, do I look like my city's human roadmap? Every single time I go for a run, it never fails that someone has to drive right up and ask me for directions. Uh, hello - do you see me running and out of breath? The last thing I want right now is to be giving you directions. Have you ever heard of a GPS? Oh.. I guess not.
Second of all, there is always a dog. I never grew up with animals because my father claimed he was allergic to pet hair. No. He was just "allergic" to cleaning pet hair. Because I've never grown up with animals, I don't really know how to act with them and it seems that all the sweet little puppies I run across need to transform into vicious, rabies-carrying dogs.
Lastly, what's with the bugs? (This is more of a problem during the summer.) I hate bugs. I won't even kill spiders, like I'm afraid they're going to come and get me in their next life. Seriously, this huge, nasty bug flew right into my face today. I then, of course, had to stop and make a scene and flinch and swat. Then I realized I was a perfect target as I was standing there, so I took off sprinting. I guess it's important that I get those speed exercises in.
All I know is that I have to work 11 days in a row. Don't think I'm going to be going on another run in at least 2 weeks. Ah, well, I'll have to make a couple rounds throughout the hospital to burn off my pint of mint chip ice cream.
Until next time... watch our videos,
Nikola
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