11 May
2012
Flattery
After my morning run, I was enjoying my Starbucks and stretching. Suddenly, I hear this “excuse me sir”. Expecting to be asked for directions, I look up and see this young guy who asked “how long does it take to be flexible like that”? I am like “Yesss… Take that Roger Whitney, for calling me old” 🙂 Anyways, I had to wait till he got into the car before I could groan from all those pulled muscles from over stretching 🙂 🙂