Awkward Stuff Happens Sometimes When You Run Late at Night

I tend to run late at night. As in, like, midnight. Usually, at midnight, not a soul is stirring in my neighborhood.

Imagine my surprise when I heard someone scream “MAVERICCKKK!” as I ran by. Immediately stopped running and flinched all in the same awkward motion. Had I been mistaken for former presidential candidate John McCain? Had some forgotten friend recognized me and called out to me using a forgotten nickname?

No, it was just a guy calling to his dog. He and I made awkward eye contact for a second, then I began running again.

Stay Mavericky, folks.

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About lupusrun

I'm a college sophomore who fancies himself a musician and a writer. This blog will be a chronicle of my effort to regain my health and fitness after being diagnosed with Lupus. Since there are no real resources for runners with Lupus on the web, it my hope that this blog will fill that void. But, more importantly, I hope that this blog will stand as a testament to the strength of human faith and willpower. I firmly believe that the only limits that exist are the ones that we place upon ourselves. I plan to prove that by becoming faster and stronger than I was before I got sick. Phillipians 4:13.
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