Wednesday, June 13 7:30 pm My Room

I know I am old and out of shape- here is how. So, once we got back to the farm from the office I decided, “Hey, it is really nice out right now. I am going to go for a run.” Since I didn’t go that morning, the idea seemed just great. I mean, the sun was setting behind the rain clouds, the wind was blowing; it was all very picturesque. So, I put on my running shoes, grabbed my iPod, and went downstairs. Now, outside the quad (the building we live in) there are always at least 7 kids hanging around. They asked where I was going, and I told them for a run. From here, I took off. It felt really good. Wind blowing in my face, dodging mud piles from last night’s rain, looking at the crops growing, jumping over puddles- it was perfect. (You burn more calories dodging mud and water, right? That’s what I thought.) I felt like I was going at a pretty good pace, I was well outside the main grounds of the farm, when it happened. My iPod was just changing songs, and as it got quiet, I heard the pit pat of bare feet. Four of them. Then I saw two little bodies dart past me. Yup- that’s right. Two of the boys I thought I had left in my dust back at the quad just left me wiping the dust from my eyes. “Crap!” I said to myself. “I suck! Here I am panting, pouring water down my throat, and these two are running bare foot… and they are faster than me!” Then, (now this is the worse part about the whole experience) Samde starts blowing into a reed every time I stop running! Run, run…run… walk, walk…walk…TOOT! TOOT! TOOT! Run, run…run…walk, walk…walk…TOOT! TOOT! TOOT! I haven’t decided if I want to hide from Samde every time I want to run, or recruit him as my trainer! What do you think?