The other day I was running at the local high school track. There was a guy running behind me who decided after a few laps to switch directions. After doing so we ended up passing each other twice every time we went around the track. After passing each other approximately 10 times with no eye contact or acknowledgement, I decided to be friendly. Here was the exchange:

Me: Same pace, huh?

Dude: Yeah! Good for you!

Excuse me?

For the next two laps I kept going over what he said in my mind. Was he serious? Yeah good for you? What does that mean? Was he trying to say that he was some sort of stud and I was lucky I could keep up with him? I was incensed. Who says such stupid things?

Cut to two days later, Kevin and I are running at the beach with the kids. The boys are in the BOB stroller and Kevin is pushing them. A guy passes us and says:

Guy: You are making him do all of the work!

Me: Yeah because I had to push them out!

Did I just say that?

Apparently my quick judgement of the guy at the track was ill advised, because when running, who knows what may come out of your mouth.