no, it’s not at all like rain on your wedding day.

Isn’t it ironic?
Don’t you think?
— alanis

I go out today on the old bay course. Because, um, I’ve been enjoying the new loop a lot, so it only makes sense that I abandon it. Yes, I have issues.

The bay left course is notorious because I have crashed on it several times. It has a lot of little rocks that are easy to catch a toe on. It’s the site of the first cracked rib debacle, and I always worry when I run it.

But today there are no woes. Mid-70s, sunny skies, happy miles, cooperative gulls. I get home, pleasantly tired, sweaty but pleased.

And then, walking from the parking lot to my apartment, I trip over a tree remnant sticking out of the ground and smack into the sidewalk. Yes, I actually make a “smack” sound. It is the opposite of feeing really good.

And that, my dear Alanis, is ironic. Don’t you think?


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5 Responses to no, it’s not at all like rain on your wedding day.

  1. Story of my life there, I swear!

  2. jenster says:

    Cushioned shoes? Was it like falling onto a cloud?

  3. Moose says:

    My semantics mind is now exploding with conflicting theories about what’s ironic and what isn’t.

  4. slow ernie says:

    She uses Canadian English. Duh.

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