This morning I woke up bright and early for a speed work run. I wasn’t super excited about it because I all I want to do right now is listen to the Breakdown podcast and that is not really great for speed running. It’s better for sitting on the couch being sad.
Anyway. I had a mile of warm up and then 2 miles at marathon pace 2x. After my warm up mile I switched to music and got to running faster than usual.
I was a little over half way done with that first MP mile when a bee flew right at my face and got stuck in my sunglasses.
A BEE GOT STUCK BETWEEN MY EYE AND SUNGLASSES.
How does that happen?!?!?!!! It flew perfectly at my face and I think kind of got scared by my visor and tucked in perfectly into the sunglasses.
I felt it buzz against my glasses and then touch my eye. It’s fuzzy little body touched my eyelid! So I ripped off my visor and then my sunglasses – throwing each into the air as I screamed.
I also tore my ear-buds out of my ears and they were hanging down at my side as I came out of my screaming freak out moment and looked around realizing that anyone witnessing this would think I was hearing voices that instructed me to throw everything on my body into the air and scream profanities.
When I finally felt like the bee had left the scene of the crime I looked around for my sunglasses and visor. I was embarrassed even though I didn’t actually look around to find out if anyone had seen this spectacle. I just picked up my stuff, put it back on and started running again.
And that is why I have no friends.
And that is also why I am scared of bees.
And that is also also why people say, “That would only happen to you.”