Well, I ran the numbers and it appears that bug season has officially begun here in the dirty South.
Time of day: 6:30 PM
Miles run: 7
Clouds of gnats encountered: Approximately 18
Floating wiggly green worms dodged: One kazillion
Passerby horrified by dramatic roadside coughing and choking fit: 2
Bugs swallowed in spite of violent dislodging effort: At least 1
Ounces of water consumed, post-run, in an attempt to flush away lingering sensation of bugs in throat: 60 and counting
Times this chain of events will be repeated before someone learns her lesson and trains herself to get up and run in the morning when the bugs are still sleeping: How many days are there between now and November?
‘Tis the season! I love nice mouthful of chewy gnats on a warm summer evening, don’t you? Totally not vegan, though. Bummer.
Not bug season yet in your neck of the woods? Well then, be jealous. Apparently summer starts in early April here in North Carolina. It was 85* today!
Heat, humidity, bugs…oh, my time is coming, my Northern friends. It’s just around the corner. And I counted each and every one of those days where y’all whined about the snow. Payback, yo. 😉