A funny thing happened while running yesterday. I was about 5 mile into my 9 mile run when I came across a “Duck Crossing” sign. Nothing unusual about that except for the fact it is in the middle of a neighborhood with no water in sight. I don’t know if this was funny because I was hot and dilerious, or just taking my mind off of the torture I was putting myself through on this hot June Morning. I thought to myself “What a crock of crap” and just as the thought entered my mind, 11 white ducks ran across the street in front of me. Hmmm….. |