You know the type, the ones in the expensive design clothes, all dolled up and race around the block acting like they ran for miles, as soon as they turn the corner they walk.
Me, I look like a sweaty gorilla out there in my tacky paint splattered clothes, not caring about anything but pounding the pavement.
They bug me bc you say Hello to them while you're running and they look at like you're from another planet...meanwhile I'm running four or five more miles than that person did.
What gives with these people??
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