After leaving the doctor's office yesterday, we headed to Chick F. to get some quick supper. We were driving off of the base when to my left I noticed a guy running.
Nothing new about that. People are constantly running around the base for exercise and P.T.
There was something different about this guy. He was wearing a backpack that appeared to be heavy.
Paige: Why is he wearing a back pack while running?
Me: He might be training for something and wants to get used to the weight.
Paige: PFT. The only way you'll catch me running with a backpack is if I'm late for class and I ain't running that fast because then I'll be all hot and sweaty and nasty but that's not too bad for him because he's kinda hot and stuff and it, like, looks good on him but I ain't gonna run with no backpack.
Point taken.
Me: You know I'm going to blog about this.
Paige: Yeah, I know. But I'm still not gonna run with a backpack.
1 comment:
Frankly, that's makes two of us....no running with backpacks....we can probably just expand that to say "no running".
I'm just saying.
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