I went for an easy run today because my legs are all tight 'n stuff and because I wanted to calibrate my Nike+ toy. I mean watch. That thing.
I ran up to the track, around the track five times and then back home. It was about 3.5 miles total. (Actually, the Nike+ Web site now states I have run 510 miles since I got the watch. That's like to somewhere far and back.)
Where was I?
I'm not quite sure why bugs feel it's necessary to slam into my forehead and die. After I got home, I looked in the mirror to admire my greatness and noted a half dozen or so little bugs that performed rapturecide on my forehead. Maybe because it's national Rapture Day or whatever. At any rate, I would feel gross for having a battlefield on my skin but I don't. I figure that's the way nature played out on the track and I won.
that's disgusting. you disgust me.
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