Each morning of mine begins with the same dilemma. I wrestle with with the thought/obligation of "should I go running this morning?" Of course I should but do I want to? After this one man debate, I usually end up giving in to the forces of cardio.
This morning was no different. I changed into my running gear (i.e. mesh shorts and sunglasses -- and of course a shirt!) and took to the streets with a swift sprint. After passing a good few blocks I heard probably one of the top sounds that no man wants to hear... the Deliverance theme.
Immediately my head was on a swivel as I was on red alert. I was looking everywhere for my assumed assailants,; yet nowhere could they be found. Eventually I pinpointed the music's origin but never ventured towards it. I just picked up the pace and never looked back.
Sheesh! Already my day has included a debate, exercise, and immense fear of sodomy. Luckily only the first two items took place. Whew!
No squealing for this guy,
Adam.
