Last night, I was going to go running. I was all ready, dressed and everything, when my friend Natalie wanted to hang out. I had asked her before, but plans fell through. Now they were back on. So I get out of my running clothes and am about to go to her home when the plans fall through again. Natalie has to clean her home.
So I get back into my running clothing when Joel texts me asking, "Debba G - Where you at girl?" Well, I really hate that name, but I answered anyway and said I was at home. Plans were arranged yet again for me to go to Natalie's to hang out with Joel and her while she cleaned. So I get out of my running stuff yet again and make my way over there totally excited to hang out with two people I don't get to see much of anymore.
We sit around talking and having fun for about 45 minutes before Natalie has to leave. So I decide....It's only 9. I could totally still go on my run. I get all ready and I get out to my usual running spot (the graveyard where my grandpa is...creepy yes, but it's quiet and very clear of distractions), and I start running.
FINALLY! I feel the air rushing past me and it feels so flipping amazing! I can't stop! A runner's high begins until I let my mind come into play and I start thinking, "Wow, it's darker than I thought. And I'm in a graveyard. Alone." Stupid mind. Freaked out, I ran really fast for about 10 minutes before quitting out of fear (it had turned black by this point) and sprinting back to my car. I'm a scared person. It's pretty annoying. Anyway...Moral of the story: No matter how much you need to run, DON'T RUN ALONE IN A GRAVEYARD WHEN IT'S BLACK OUT!
That is all.
hahahahaha. oh gosh. that was awesome.
ReplyDelete