OMG...i had a frightening thought today as i was putting on my work out clothes to go running...what if I am that person...you know the person that everyone at the gym looks at and then texts their friends about...yes THAT person! I remember being in college and working out at a very tiny gym with a track that you had to run around 12 times to equal a mile. It wasn't on the cool side of campus so not a lot of people went, which is why I went, I don't really like to be seen working out, my face turns bright red....well that's another story...anyways...there was this guy there who use to run around the same time that I did. He was that person that I told all my friends about, he wore long socks that had lost their elasticity so they kinda bunched around his ankles. He also wore cut off jean shorts, with a tape player on his hip which was secured by his fanny pack. And not only that but he had a stack of at least 200 flash cards that he would look at as he ran, around the track.
Then there was a woman, an asian woman, who would run so slow that i passed her walking. She wore full on outfits, like khakis and a button down shirt, and one day i saw her running in a sweater.
So there are these people, you know who they are...and I'm afraid that i might be one...it's hard to say, if you see a girl with red shorts on running around the park, bright red face, hair falling out, jamming out and doing the air guitar, well, then....
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