Jog is Healthy but…
I have no idea whether this story is funny or terible. As my work already done today, I decided to take the twins offer: the afternoon jog. I went with them at 4 pm which I remembered that this was my first run after the last two months. Quite long enough.
And today, they invited me to come on their challenge. Hoho… they mean it, the race. The winner would have the $15 prize. I didn’t think that I might beat them both, but being asked for something bigger and more challenging [and nothing to lose], was something worth to try.
The plan was to run as fast as we can, and finish the race within three blocks. I ever took the afternoon jog with them, but participating in their common race was all brand new. Obviously, I could lose it since they were well-trained and sports addicted. But I believe in the words, ‘the one who believed shall reap the benefits’.
The count started within three, and we quickly paced each other to reach the end of the blocks. And of course, practice makes better. Surely I lost their track on the first block, and within the short breath something has got me into a bad luck. A small hound also join our race and suddenly he nipped my right leg and left some bite on it. Fortunately, I can expel him away by kicking at his head.
I lost my five bucks and have a tiny scar on the leg. I should call for a doctor. Poor me.