Tuesday, March 31, 2015

I jogged. On purpose.

This is my second morning jogging. The dogs love it, though they seem puzzled that no one is chasing us. Oddly, even as I tried to talk myself out of it, I was excited to get started. I figure it takes very little to get me a runner's high: a slow chug will for half a mile will do it. Anything that makes the heart thump is a success, I figure.

I'm not good at it, but I'm great at "stealth jogging". You know, hitting the back field once all the neighbor kids and the first wave of workers has left for the day.

In the words of Beymax of Big Hero Six, "I am not fast."


  1. I must quit reading when I am tried!
    I tought I read "a slug followd me for half a mile"...
    Enjoy running :)

  2. Ha! I can see a giant slug trailing after me now...and gaining. I should use that.

  3. I was reading (again, 4 time I think) the Sparks 2, (Kira) and really had more than I needed of slugs in that one! But I guess your imagination will provide you with a monster slug feeding of people running around in the city park...