Run Retard Run!

Today I went for a little run. I'd done my regular Twin Peaks run on Friday and knew it would be all muddy after the morning's rain, so when I got to the top of 17th Street I kept on going over to the other side. Then I figured since I was heading toward the Haight, I'd go to the park. Then I figured I'd stop at the DeYoung museum and turn around.

But when I got there, my terrible mental problem became a problem. I find it hard to turn around when there is a better route or landmark up ahead, even if I'm injured. It's kind of like that innately stupid guy thing of not being able to pull over and ask directions- that would be quitting! So anyway, I ran to the ocean and back and that was nearly twice the distance I've run in a couple of years, so now I'm back home and can only stand up when I have something to lean on.

I'm not sure now whether I have a mental or physical disability. Probably both, but what do I know- I'm retarded!