Don’t trash talk me while running –
Unless you are sure –
You can outrun me
Copyright by Minh Tan on listed dated of completion.
Notes to this poem…
No matter how I’m feeling when I’m running, anybody who passes me or crosses my path and barks or chirps trash is going to get a response. In speed as well as verbally.
What brought up the idea for this poem was a guy who must have seen me get pictures and such on my “lost in Anchorage” run (see Running Poem R040). I wasn’t doing that when he passed me on the other side of the street I was on, asking “going at tourist’s pace today?”.
If he had asked something about doing a tour on foot, or a running tour or what have you, I’d have had no problem with it. Add in the pace thing? Well, now I’ve got a problem. 🙂
I picked up my speed and told him “yes”, but that the sun was setting so I need to go faster to see more. And asked him if he wanted to join me.
He just shook his head and smiled. I picked up my pace to almost racing pace for a bit more than a mile (8 minutes when I was running between 6:00 and 6:30 per mile). I swore he did, just to try and keep up for a while, but I am not sure. At one turn, I saw him behind me still, but thought he’d have been further back had he not picked up his speed cause I was actually running at a pretty tourist pace. 🙂
The R-series poems were composed while I was out running, in an effort to find time for writing in a life that is always getting busier.