So me and my sister decided we had such a productive morning. That means waking up early and leaving the house before 10am shock. Unemployed Graduate life is tough you know? So after running a few errands including signing up to the job agency depressing and going shopping we thought we should go for a run.
So usually we go for an early run. However, this time we went at half 11. We start our run and as we move further forward my sister goes “Shit is that Kevin“* (okay name changed). Kevin is her dickhead ex boyfriend who unfortunately after 4 and a half years of dating and nearly a year of being her ex lives opposite us. And when I say opposite I mean 20 steps from our front door to his (not that I’ve counted). How unfortunate right?!
So back to our run she says it’s him. And I’m like f*#k! We are getting closer and closer there is no way either of us can turn around. So we run past him. My sister then hit’s the indenial stage of ‘it wasn’t him’.
However, at this point our gentle run has turned into a Usain Bolt marathon sprint. In my head I’m like why are we running so fast we’ve already past him whilst trying to tell my sister it was definitely him. I also in this time have had to keep looking round to see if he’s crossed the road to where we live whilst having heart failure on this run.
It all sounds dramatic because in the year that they have split up she has never walked past him despite living opposite us. Not once. Yes I’ve seen him and she’s had near misses, but she has never walked side by side. She’s convinced god doesn’t want her to see him. So anyway I was like “why does it matter what would you have done?” – still running Usain Bolt fast. She said “I dunno called him a dickhead”. I then tried to convince her “look you’re fine you we’re running who cares what he thinks he’s an idiot in a SnapBack and still a loser”. Okay we won’t be bitchy about his new girlfriend he got 3 weeks after they split up but yeah (leaves it at that).
So moral of the story running away from an ex increased the speed of our run and we had our best average all because we almost might still not 100% sure may have seen my sisters ex. We’re still laughing about it now. Well I am…