strange things happen on our runs

In our attempt to enjoy the beautiful warm weather (funny that in the winter going into spring time you think 50 degrees is warm, but in the summer going into fall time 50 degrees is cold) my sister-in-law, Jodi, and I decided to run outside yesterday. Running outside is so much more enjoyable than running around and around an indoor track at our gym. Time goes by much quicker, and I get a much better cardio workout (love those hills).

I’ve decided that when we run outside, the weirdoes come out. I’m pretty sure we will both forever remember the flashing incident last summer. And although not as memorable, I’m sure we’ll both remember the cop that stopped us, asked us if we had found any money while we were running (which we hadn’t; like Jodi told him “we’re just not that lucky”), then gave us a very weird smirk as to suggest to us that he was kidding and possibly even flirting with us…And to think, we both thought he was going to tell us something worthwhile, maybe even to help us stay extra safe. That is what cops are for right?

By the way, he was a legit cop. He was in a city police car with all the markings, had a partner following him also in a city police car with all the markings, he didn’t get out of the car or anything, and we had seen both of their cars earlier on during our run. We play it safe…I’m equipped with pepper spray and know how to use it.