I wasn't sure where (or if) to post this, but it was sticking around in my head...here you go:
A few days ago I was finished with my run, my first time around a nice little lake , just over a 5 miles on a beautiful trail. I was feeling good, the sun was shining and my bare feet had gotten me all around the lake without any nasty surprises. About 100 yards away from me, on the shore of the lake were a couple guys fishing and I thought I'd go see how they were doing as I cooled off. Between me and them was a lady kind of ambling along the shore in the direction of the fishermen. There was also a fly fisherman across a little inlet to our left. By the time I picked my way down there, being very careful getting my feet through the wide band of hard, dried Goldenrod stubble, the 2 fishermen had moved around a bend to the right and the lady as well. As I came enough around the bend to see that they were all still 40 or 50 yards farther away from me, I stopped and sort of stood there trying to decide whether or not to carry on trying to see them. At that point the lady looked at me and in a loud enough voice to carry that far and probably a good deal farther, called out "oh, you were following me, huh? ...and now you see I'm not here all alone!" and on a bit in that nasty, insinuating vein. I just looked at her and gave a shoulder shrug. What I thought was "So that's your first thought when you see a guy in bare feet walking in your general direction? It must be a real treat living in your head!"
A few days ago I was finished with my run, my first time around a nice little lake , just over a 5 miles on a beautiful trail. I was feeling good, the sun was shining and my bare feet had gotten me all around the lake without any nasty surprises. About 100 yards away from me, on the shore of the lake were a couple guys fishing and I thought I'd go see how they were doing as I cooled off. Between me and them was a lady kind of ambling along the shore in the direction of the fishermen. There was also a fly fisherman across a little inlet to our left. By the time I picked my way down there, being very careful getting my feet through the wide band of hard, dried Goldenrod stubble, the 2 fishermen had moved around a bend to the right and the lady as well. As I came enough around the bend to see that they were all still 40 or 50 yards farther away from me, I stopped and sort of stood there trying to decide whether or not to carry on trying to see them. At that point the lady looked at me and in a loud enough voice to carry that far and probably a good deal farther, called out "oh, you were following me, huh? ...and now you see I'm not here all alone!" and on a bit in that nasty, insinuating vein. I just looked at her and gave a shoulder shrug. What I thought was "So that's your first thought when you see a guy in bare feet walking in your general direction? It must be a real treat living in your head!"