I'm loving this weather. It's rocking back and forth between eighty degrees and fifty degrees. Awesome. It gave me a cold. That's how I want to start my vacation-tomorrow night bitches!-all stuffed up with a raw throat that makes it so nobody can understand anything I say over the phone. Fuck Al Gore for inventing global warming. I know he invented the internet but that doesn't give him carte blanche to be a dick afterwards. Anyway, I was driving down Brambleton today and I saw this young woman running. Not like she was being chased, but, you know, like she was working out. At least I think she was. She was dressed for it and she had headphones on. I guess she could have been being chased. It doesn't really matter. She's running and it just looks awkward. Her elbows are close to her torso and she's got her forarms protruding from either side of her body at forty-five degree angles and they're kind of swinging as she runs. And her legs aren't going normal; he feet are kicking back to the side as she runs. And she's not really going anywhere. So I'm watching, this is all happening really quickly in my head, and I think to myself, "That's gotta be the worst running style ever," and just as I finish that thought she trips. Hilarious. She didn't fall, hell it looks like she trips a lot, but man it was funny. I told my buddy Will and he said he thinks long distance runners run like that cause it's easier on their bodies or something. Even if that's the case, it doesn't make it look any less stupid.