Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Want a Cig?

I had my first run back with the team today, and I forgot how much different it is to run with a group of girls rather than flying solo.

For one you're always looking in front of you to make sure you're not stepping on someone else or tripping on something directly in front of you. Aside from these small differences, the major difference is that when one girl runs by on the street in Albany she gets an occasional head turn from a gentleman walking or driving by but when 15 girls run by its a constant occurrence along with the more than frequent "hollas" from the fellas. Anyway so we ran our warm-up, stretched out, and took off for our 50-55 minute run.

Not even three minutes down the street we passed Sadies; the bar on the corner of Ontario and Madison Avenue. A young man was outside smoking a "cig." It was like he had never seen girls in his entire life. His eyes bugged out and he didn't say a word until we passed (ballsy move buddy...NOT). We almost reach the corner and I hear "oh yeahhh ladies, want a cig?"

Is this guy serious?

Yes actually buddy I'd like a pack for each of my teammates. Come on! If he wanted to say something couldn't he have thought of something a little bit more fitting?

Witty. Only in Albany.

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