Slacker

I'm in a slump! This past week I ran once, and I've even dissapointed myself. Friday afternoon before work I ran 2.5 miles in about 40 minutes.

Friday:
My worst fear when running, obviously besides getting hit and killed by a mad passing car with a crazy phone texting driver, is being passed by a walker. So far this hasn't happened. But on this run, in the distance I could see two walkers. I imagined them turning around periodically and wondering just how slow I was going. Or maybe even thinking I was walking because, while I'm sure I gained some ground on them, the gaining was slow. In my head I saw myself running towards them, and in the next frame there I am still super far away... Like the Scene in Monty Python.
I also found some inspiration... In the form of shirtless muscles. A running man crossed my path a few yards ahead of me, and I almost had the urge to catch up to him. Can't even fathom what I would have said to him, "Hey, I noticed you're running down the street... that's what I'm also attempting to do." I picked up my pace, but alas, muscles was too quick for me and he slowly edged his way out of view. It was fun while it lasted though.

This is a new week.