So, I've gotten into running the last few months...and I really love it. Except for when my knees tell me that I don't.
Since I have the eye doctor's appointment this morning, I used it as a great opportunity to get out there and run first thing in the morning. Typically, it's bright and sunny in the mornings here in Colorado, but today, not so much.
Anyway, as I'm finishing my run, and trying to cross the street, I could've sworn that I heard someone yell "Anne!"
So I, still running, turn to see who was calling me and couldn't see anyone who looked like they were trying to get in touch with me...
...and then I ran into a parked car.
I'm not kidding. I wasn't looking where I was going (obviously) and just smacked right into the side of a van. I felt SO stupid, but I was so thankful that it was early in the morning so it's not like the owner would've seen me or anything. But as I passed the drivers window, I realized that the motor was on. I turned around and saw a person in the front seat looking completely confused.
I smiled, waved, and kept running.
Because seriously, what else could I do?
1 day ago