I have been chased by dogs.
I have been yelled at by Africans.
I have earned bloody knees on a trail.
I have been told we were "waking up the whole f#%^$^$ing neighborhood."
BUT my run on Thursday takes the cake.
I was running along, minding my own business in Temecula.
This guy waves me down. I stopped and took my headphones out of my ears.
Here is the conversation:
Him (in very broken English): "You so happy! You so happy. Where you going?"
Me: "I am just running."
Him: "Why?"
Me: "To be healthy."
Him: "Make you happy?"
Me: "yes"
Him: "Can I take picture you?"
Me: "If I can take yours first."
And then I took his picture and allowed him to take mine. I felt him staring at me while I ran off. Yes, weird, jacket-in-80-degree-Asian man. Running make me happy.
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