What to do?

Just got back from Sunyacs. Bored. Tired to the point of being delirious. Feeling like I want to go out on the town and go wild. Or at least go somewhere other than my apartment. No one wants to accompany me. What to do?

Making friends

I made a new friend the other day!

We were doing a workout on a road a little outside of town, 2x2 miles at lactate pace. I was running with Brusso, and toward the end of the first 2 miles, I almost got hit by large red Dodge truck. It literally came within inches of me, so naturally I turned and threw up a middle finger. A few minutes later the same truck pulls up alongside of us, with a fat toothless man hanging out of the window, "You got somethin' to say to me boy?"

I did in fact have something to say to him, "Yeah you almost hit me, you can't move over?!"

"Well if you would run on the shoulder like a normal person..."

Right, this guy knows a lot about how "normal people" behave.

The shouting match continued, I actually did apologize (albeit a half-assed apology) to him at one point because I didn't want to get into it with the guy, try to be the bigger man in the situation.

This did not appease my new friend. At that point Kyle started to argue with Friend, which lead to Friend getting out of his truck, walking toward Kyle screaming "You shut your fuckin' mouth."

People think that because we are out running or cycling that we are all just a bunch of scantily-clad sissies, fat guys in trucks think they can fight eight runners. We may look scrawny, but we're scrappy, and we're clearly not quite right in the head... we're crazy enough to be out on the road in all weather, maybe people shouldn't take us for defenseless wimps.

The asshole eventually got back in his truck and drove off, but if anyone is ever out on Kinney Road, be careful of my friend in the red Dodge Ram.