So I decided to start running… Again. After a while, I was spitting my lungs out and was on the verge to quit (not going to specify how shortly after I started because I still have some pride left). However, from nowhere this woman appears running by my side. She must have accessed the road I was running from one of the side roads. And, to be honest, I have to say this: she was good looking.
(photo obtained in livetheboss.blogspot.com)
So there I was… Half dead. The other half was shouting and begging to be shot so I could be put out of my misery. And this good looking girl was running by my side.
What did I do? I continued running, of course. I could not show that I was a miserable twit so easily. So I ran… And kept running. Searching for a way out of that path… I there was no way on sight… So I kept running… And running… finally I saw a T junction ahead. “please turn right. Please turn right” my little inner voice was shouting to the girl. And she did (thank God). So I ran a few more meters just to ensure that she could not see me anymore and I finally started walking. Got home exhausted almost crying for my mother.
I do not no if she was real or just an hallucination (it would be a nice hallucination), however, her presence definitely motivated me to carry on running. Not sure if I will run ever again… Apparently I need motivation to run and it is hard to find motivators around here. But what could you expect from a guy with a Pub with no beer…