I love to run, I love the fact that when I run I cannot hold a single thought in my head for more than two seconds, I love how my red and white New Balance shoes sound against the pavement.
I run for the peace of it, I run for the exercise and for the moment of total aloneness. It’s just me, and my huffing and puffing as I run…just one more block. One more minute. One more mile.
One more brutal curb to go up and down—I swear to everything on this earth that the curbs kill me.
Usually I’m fine—I hop the curbs and continue on with my run. Yesterday, that was not the case.
Yesterday I made the ridiculous mistake of trying to keep up with an unknowing race participate.
I spotted him blocks ahead of me with his red bandana messily tied across his forehead like he was stuck in a bad 1980‘s MTV video.
I thought in my head I got this guy, this guy is toast.
I slowly crept up on him, keeping my huffing and puffing in check and I was on his heels in no time.
He was rocking out to some creepy music on his iPod, so he didn’t hear me and my New Balance shoes approach him. I was just about to pass him and proclaim myself the champion, but then the curb jumped out.
I didn’t time myself right and I was singing Eye of The Tiger when I tripped and landed on my nose.
Stupid curb.
The guy looked back at me with a startled expression on his sweaty face and continued on with his daily jog.
Idiot. Clearly he didn’t know we were racing for gold medals, prestige and cash.
Monday, June 15, 2009
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oh man!!! I so could see that happening to me....MAYBE NEXT TIME!!!!
Heehee, Eye Of The Tiger huh?
Hope that nose is ok
CLEARLY that curb had an attitude and I will not hesitate to regulate on that curb! Glad you are OK though!
You so totally would have won that race. You know, if it wasn't for that pesky curb jumping out in front of you and all!!!
He didn't even stop?? Ugh, whattaaajerk. Eye of the tiger...good one!!
Damn curbs, always getting in someone else's business and not minding their own!
Hope the nose is okay and SHAME ON dude man for not stopping to help a lady!!! Jerk!
The curb was obviously friends with 80's dude. Hater.
Are you ok? I did the same this weekend, but my curb was a piece of grass. Ok it was nothing, just took a digger avoiding a a bug or something. Ugg, sooo embarrasing.
And here I was thinking I was the only one who sang AWESOME 80's songs in my head while "racing" innocent joggers. you'll get'm next time!
Damn curb!
See... THAT is why I don't run.
Ok, I lied. I don't run because I'm lazy. But that sounded better.
I hate falling when I run. It's humilitating and it hurts. Hope your nose is OK!
He didn't even stop to see if you were ok? Jerk.
My son seems to have a problem just falling on concrete - are you related to him perhaps? haha
That woulda totally been me. Bet you looked really graceful and awesome as you fell down.
Hope you don't have any bruises.
oops i'm a potty mouth. i'm reading your post. get to the end and shout "FUCKING MEANY" out loud, in the living room! yeah, my family thinks i've lost it, oh well :-/
anyway, i hope your nose feels better soon. and i hope you get a chance for a rematch, that guy's going done!!
this post gets you a 9.4 from the Russian judge!
Oh man. Sad day, when the man who doesn't know he is racing you, beats you.
Those curbs.
They lurk.
hahahahhahaha! Okay that is SOOOOO something I would do!
Congrats on the running outside... I wish I was more like that, but I actually like the treadmill and the little fan that blows in my face as I sweat bullets!!!
Oh, poor Mariah! What an ass....he didn't even stop to help you? Are there NO good men left?
And all you got for your troubles was a bump on the nose from an unseen curb. That's just not right. What did you ever do to that curb? You'll get 'em next time!
I hate when that happens, and it happens often enough to me.
I can't tell you how many times I have just barely recovered from a near face plant while walking. And it always seems to be when a car is right beside me. Arms flailing, feet flying, me acting like I planned it that way.
I enjoyed reading your blog tonight....Had some time to do some blog hopping...always enjoy finding new blogs!
Hope you will visit me. This month I am posting on our Disney trip.
Oh shit! You really hit your face? are you bruised? Can I see?
Justine :o )
Oh my gosh, its East Coast brother kicked my ass in NYC last week! I was running for a train (well, I was sitting in a taxi thinking on how I was going to run when the line of traffic ever moved and got me close enough to Penn ststion) so when I jumped out, I caught on the curb and flailed onto my knees, strewing luggage in my wake.
And you know what? Like 7 people asked if I was OK, even my cab driver. New Yorkers are pretty nice! And yes, you SOOO would have toasted his buns.
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