Ironic Inspriations

At worst, the weather in my area has been: misty, cold, and cloudy. In order to cure my writer's block, I decided to take a therapeutic jog in the calm inviting outdoors. But fate had something better in store for me on this jog: humiliation.

Not only did the cool air start to unapologetically shower down in the middle of my jogging route (literally, while I was nearly a mile away), but I got honked at twice (and not in the pervy yet flattering way, but the get the eff out of my way honk: the nerve of some drivers) and got taunted while exercising in the park's jungle gym. The latter of these deserves some explaining:

In order to break the monotony of running, I stopped by the local park to stretch and use the playground's horizontal bars to tone my arms. In doing so, I failed, and compensated by using the plastic rock-climbing wall. Fun! Of course, I was looking around to make sure no one was looking at me, because frankly I was kind of embarassed by my unsophisticated regime here. But anyway, with no one in sight, I climbed up the rocks but realized that the only way down is to use the slide or the firefighter bar. Hello, I 'm an adult; I'll use the slide. Feeling silly for having to use this measure, I giggled to myself on the way down. Picture it: a 28 year old smiling adult woman sliding down the children's jungle gym slide, too tall to even go fast. All would've been light and funny, had I not seen two women my age walking down the street themselves watching me. Just my luck. I wanted to hide and cover, but could only turn my now red face and regain the bits of composure that were left of me. I grimaced at myself for being so awkward and started running back home.

This is where the rain began. I swear I never ran so fast in my whole life. Of course today was the day I decided to NOT wear my baseball cap, and so I was drenched when I returned to me dear old computer.

Ironically, I got what I wanted in the end, some creative motivation from my run. Ah, life's cruel sense of humor.