So I have a little running story to tell you….
I was going to run my usual mile yesterday, but the sunset was so nice I decided to do my two mile route instead. This route takes me past a house that has a basketball goal set up out in the street.
Last night was the first night that I’ve seen people using the net and shooting hoops – it was a dad with four kids who had stopped playing and were listening to him coaching them.
As I approached I thought “what the heck, I’m going to see if he’ll pass me the ball” so I motioned with my hand that I was “open” and he reluctantly bounced passed it to me.
Mind you, I’m still keeping pace as I received the ball, went in for a lay up, and MADE IT!
The crowd went wild…(okay, maybe I just did…)The dad probably thought I was some crazy runner who was high on endorphins. But at that moment…I. was. Michael. Jordan….
I kept running like it was no big deal…(but I knew if I would have stayed to play a pick up game, I. would. be. a. Golden Girl….
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