Last night as I was stretching after my 5-mile run and feeling awesome, a bird shat on me. Is this a sign? hahaha then as I was coming out of the bathroom of Nike after washing shit off my shirt (wearing a sports bra) who did I run into? No.. not a hot guy which would have been kind of awesome... but a weird as hell crazy guy who informed me I would be a great mom because I love kids. Umm no I don't love kids and "you will be a great mom" is not something you say to a hot chick wearing a sports bra and running tights. What is this life??