I almost run him over 3-5 times a week [when I leave to take Peanut to school].
He's always walking a "no idea what breed" freaking huge dog. Like it probably weighs more than me [and I'm not small]. The sucker is gigantic.
I never really talked to him. 100% of the times I've seen him I've been in nasty sweaty clothes, looking like a wet rat.
Whenever I have talked to him it ALWAYS:
"Holy crap, I'm soooooooooo sorry."
"You'd think with that size dog I'd have seen ya."
"OMGosh, sorry, sorry, sorry."
To which he'd reply:
[silence + a smile]
So yesterday, I saw him at the grocery store. I was actually NOT in running clothes, weird. We went to pass eachother . . . I considered ramming him with my cart but figured he wouldn't recognize me. I smiled.
Him: Hi! Are you Emz?
Me: [thinking... Holy crap, he knows my name?] Yes. [made odd face]
Him: Well, I know because I see your license plate pretty up close most days.
Me: OMGosh, I am so sorry . . . I'm always in a hurry taking my daughter to school and I've usually just finished running and I........
Him: [cuts me off, ya, I talk fast & a lot . . . cutting me off is advised] SO...it is you?
Me: ummmmm, yes. [wondering where he's going with this.]
He went on to tell me how he had told his wife about his daily adventure to stay alive when near my home and joked about my license plate. She had seen me on TV during my 24 hour treadmill run.
He went on to tell me a quick story which = me in tears. I'm a freaking walking tear drop.
Well, until he said, "Why the hell do you have a 10' guitar on your porch?"
Ya, it's still there. Trying to tick off the neighborhood "community watch" . . . .
So this weekend . . . .
I got my long run done today:
Because we are doing this tomorrow:
[Houston, there's a new "sig" in the house]
And thanks to Nana & Papa the Pita & I will be doing this afterwords:
Ever ticked of the Community Watch People?
Ever run over a neighbor? ;)