It’s been a while, so I have two little tiny stories to hopefully brighten your day just a little tiny bit.
I’ll tell the one about the frog first, actually.
I was at the very end of a run a couple days ago. I had luckily nothing in my stomach, or precious little in it, because it was a long run. Nearly 5 miles. (I’m training for a 10K which is 6.2 miles.)
So I planned my run to end at the park so I could walk the nice bits home in the shade and see the pond. Well, there’s a bit of a hill on one side of the pond and I had two minutes to go, so I’m really pushing it to try and get to the top of the hill and start my cool off already.
Me: Ok, only two minutes. Not long. I got this. Here we go. We’re going. Go go go… How much time has passed? 20 seconds? Ok cool. Ugh. *breathe in and out* *in and out* What the crap?!?!
I actually squealed a little bit. There was a squished up frog on the road! Right where I was running, so I had to hop awkwardly over it. It was like *leap* *gag gag gag*.
I’m sure I looked fantastic. LOL it gets me just thinking about it. My endorphins are going and frogs have been one of my favorite animals since I was a little thing. They’re like an emotional animal for me. So I wanted to cry and gag at the same time because I just didn’t expect it at all. Lol I was dyingggg.
Next thing was the day after.
I walked down to the same park, and went over to where the spillway is for the pond. It’s actually not far from the spot where the frog episode occurred.
I often photograph the spillway. I observe it. I note how low the water is or how high it is. You know, I check up on my place. 😉
Well, there was a duck on the spillway. It was just sitting there minding its business when another duck swims up. I had just walked up to this scene.
I guess I’m kind of a stinker because I was thinking: “What happens if that duck just runs into the other one and pushes it over???” And just like a freaking dream come true, that’s what happened!!
The duck goes flailing down the spillway. Like “SQUAWWWWWWKKK!”
It’s a bit of a drop, so that definitely ruffled his feathers. It was hilarious from my view though. He just jumps back up, flapping and squawking to his little perch there on the ledge, and I continued with my walk.
That was the pinnacle of park moments. The kind of thing that happens once in a lifetime. It could have happened at an time and it happened when I showed up. Yas.
That’s what I got for now.