Just so happens to have been MY
LAST DAY OF SCHOOL THIS YEAR!!!!
But driving home, my brain was just
absolutely F.R.I.E.D. (If this post doesn’t make sense, I sincerely apologize..
it’s been quite a week…) So I began peering at ANYTHING and EVERYTHING I was
passing by and not focusing on the road. Oops… So as I was driving, I saw a man
biking furiously down the road. And as I passed him, I felt kinda sorry. I
mean, poor guy. He’s got to be feeling really hot and sweaty and tired (it was
10 AM and felt like 90 jillion degrees outside) and thinking he’s working oh so
hard and here I am, calm, cool and collected and bursting with excitement
sitting inside the AC in my sporty Honda pilot. Then I got a bit jealous. I
love road biking, especially on gorgeous days. But then I started laughing.
Probably the hilarity of the biker magnified by my own brain-fried delirium..
His little legs were just so funny… and of course, in typical biker fashion,
his legs weren’t so little but his arms were… and he had a bit of a gut.
Typical. (I apologize for offending any bikers, think of the preceding passage
as a mere comical caricature that this guy happened to be a living example of.)
And now I’ll just put that story in the bowl for “worst story ever told.”
Thank you, little man on the bike,
for providing such a thought provoking entry in my blog. Dear Readers, if there
are any, I hope you, too will be as inspired as I am by that little man. Work
hard, push yourself to choose the way less traveled (forgive the pun), but
don’t forget to laugh at yourself.
Ciao for now, got some running
shoes sitting in my closet calling me on a celebratory run!
XOXO, Dree.
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