FatBloggers.net A little push to lose the tush.

Had a good run tonight.  Well, there was this one part that wasn’t so good.  It was hot today, and the cooling air along the river brought the bugs out in droves.  I was in the middle of my 3-minute-run segment when this bug the size of a small twin-engine aircraft flew into my mouth and lodged in the back of my throat.  As a matter of fact, I’m pretty sure I heard it radioing for help as it entered my mouth:  “Mayday, mayday tower, we’re on a collision course and are about to get sucked into the vortex of a really big guy who seems to be doing a lot of huffing and puffing.  Initiating counter-attack measures immediately.”  When it hit the back of my throat, I couldn’t very well stop my run and interrupt the fabric of civilization, so I just kept going.  I managed to get it unlodged after very many paces, and luckily didn’t have to swallow it.  I wonder how many WW points that thing would have been?