Stayin’ Alive

Heart stopping. In every context. That’s how I would describe my run today. Yep. I had finally gotten one of my AirPods to work, so I was blasting the music in my left ear all the way up to compensate for the lack of music on the right side. This doesn’t really work but it made me feel better. I both love and hate these AirPods, which I routinely call EarPods or ear plugs and everyone under 30 gets all upset and corrects me. They aren’t Apple Airpods. They are some knock off, which Apple people assure me is the problem. Anyway, I started running with no one in sight as far as I could see and I hadn’t gone too far when someone swooshed past me, scaring me half to death. Pretty sure I jumped about 3 feet in the air. Of course, it was the mystery undercover/navy seal/hermit/serial killer/who knows running guy, seemingly materializing out of nowhere. I figured he wouldn’t speak, but he yelled over his shoulder, “You better always know who’s coming up behind you.” Then he turned around and smiled and I”m pretty sure my heart stopped again. ‘’Whether you’re a brother or whether you’re a mother, you’re staying alive, staying alive…..” That’s an old Bee Gees song, for those of you whose music knowledge is severely lacking. And that’s the beat you’re supposed to perform CPR to if someone is having a heart attack. Here’s hoping mystery running guy knows this.