It provided some welcome comic relief from my run but... why did he think I was his mum? The shorts, shirt and sunglasses?
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Running in the Park
The park in my new hood is a bustling place full of families, people reading the newspaper, walkers and runners (without being too crowded). Today, as I was running laps there, a little boy pointed at me and said, "that one, that one's my mum." The kindergarten teacher or day care attendant watching him laughed nervously and said, "Is she?"
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