Some years ago - nevermind how long precisely - I was on my way back to the house part of my run; about half a mile to go. It was just after 6AM. I stopped at the red light to cross the highway
A big, loud pickup truck pulled up next to me as I was waiting. A work truck with side compartments rattling and the smell of diesel, and coffee & donuts
Please note: I was NOT jogging in place*
"Run, pussy!" the guy in the passenger seat said to me, with an accompanying chuckle from the driver ["
heh-heh, good one!"]
Just at that moment - like a gift from God - an attractive young woman whom I know from church crossed in front of the truck
"Hi, Randy!" she called as she smiled and waved to me, her ponytail bouncing joyfully in the morning sun
I turned, looked back at the truck and replied - in a language the contractors would understand - "I run FOR pussy!!!" as I ran off for an extra loop with my friend
* Some years later - I got around to making stickers to put on all the streetlight poles in town
"What's your claim?" - Ben Gravy
"Your best work is the work you're excited about" - Rick Rubin