|Yeah, I make out with baseball tickets, whatup!|
I was in Walmart the other day, and as the 18 year old cashier was ringin' up my spinach leaves, bananas, blue berries, yogurt, rice, and beans ... someone behind me said, "Are you a runner?" It took a minute for it to register that the person was talking to me. I turned around and there was a guy standing there. I laughed and said, "Oh ... yeah!" He said, "I thought so by what you're buying and the Brooks jacket - I think I've seen you running before." (He had a wedding ring, so I don't think he was hitting on me.) We talked for a minute and then went on our way.
Now, the self-absorbed Jim might have thought, "Man, I'm like a small-town celebrity ... kinda like the Lees Summit, Missouri Dean Karnazes! " But the rational side of me knows that they were probably thinking, "Hey, check it out ... there's that crazy dude who runs all the time! What a dork!!!"
But even though the truth was probably closer to the latter because I am pretty dorky ... they still knew I was a runner baby!!!
... be great today!