Phonedave
Well-Known Member
Oh boy, today was a doozy. I have a 1/2 marathon in three weeks, so I figure I better do more than run a 5k or 10k on the weekends as I had been doing. It was great out tonight, so I decide to crank out 7 miles. Running was fine, no problems, great run, 1/2 marathon should be no problem.
So what happened you ask? Around mile 6.5 I run past this older (65 +/-) woman, who yells to me "hey, how many times around you go" (really, she sounded like Peggy from the Geico commericals). I stopped, answered her question, and to make a long story short, she asked me out for coffee.
Dude, I am 40. You all have seen pictures of me. Do I really look THAT bad? I have to admire her conviction, but wow. I politely declined and finished up my run in amazement.
-dave
So what happened you ask? Around mile 6.5 I run past this older (65 +/-) woman, who yells to me "hey, how many times around you go" (really, she sounded like Peggy from the Geico commericals). I stopped, answered her question, and to make a long story short, she asked me out for coffee.
Dude, I am 40. You all have seen pictures of me. Do I really look THAT bad? I have to admire her conviction, but wow. I politely declined and finished up my run in amazement.
-dave