Thursday, March 10, 2011
This morning on my run a woman tried to feed me breakfast. And I was tempted, but politely declined. My runs remind me of the opening scene of “Cool Runnings” where the main character is running through the Jamaican countryside and all the kids laugh and run along with him and all the women working laugh and call out to him. Except people think I am even funnier than people in the movie thought he was, because I am a white female.