So yesterday I set out for my long run, 13 miles to be
exact. I went to a local rail trail since it is nice and cushy under the feet
and not pounding on pavement. I get there and it is mosquito heaven. Ick! I had
my car open trying to get my fuel all ready and they were swarming. I thought
oh this is going to be good. I was already tired from my morning swim and was
mustering up the energy to swat them away. No bug spray but I was there and I wasn’t
going home.
Once I got running the bugs weren’t bad. It was nice until I
took a breath and swallowed a mosquito. I could feel the frigging thing flying
around by through so I was hacking heaving to dislodge it. Got it out and kept
running. About 3 miles later the same thing happened this time I really
vomited. What the fuck! Gross! I was so aggravated. That sucker I must of
swallowed. So ran some more and I am running along, NO I didn’t swallow a
mosquito I stepped on a snake… OMG!! I screamed. A yellow and black one and it
rolled up over my sneaker. Ahhhhhh!!! I had a heart attack and the guys on
mountain bikes came to a stop. You think I was getting stabbed. Haha!! All good
got the snake off my foot stopped freaking out and on my way I go, only to
swallow another mosquito a few miles later.
This was an interesting run. Moral of the story, Keep your
mouth shut Wamback and watch where you are running!!!