still cranky this morning; betting it has something to do with getting up early to run 10 miles in blazing heat. BUT REALLY. this morning combined all three of my major grievances of late: u street douchebags, maryland drivers, and street harassment.
so, yeah. i got street harassed on the way back from the run, and it was the most irritating thing ever. i'm biking back home from our meeting point at 16 and U, and truly, i am disgusting. my shirt is sweat soaked; my hair is in stringy clumps; i have dirt sprayed up all around my legs and even arms from running through rock creek. you can probably smell me from 10 feet away. also, i'm wearing one of those incredibly dorky waistband/fanny back water bottles holder things. trust me. they're pretty bad.
but total nastiness is no deterrent to true street harassers! as i'm biking past the intersection at 13th and U, one of those brutally ugly cars that kind of looks like a lexus and a tank had a car baby drives slowly past me. the car is purple. because douchebags are driving it. and as it passes me, the guy in the passenger seat leans the upper half of his body out of the window and yells, "HEYYYYYYYY SEXXXXXY. PUSH IT REEEEAL GOOD!"
did you just street harass me using a SALT-N-PEPA SONG?!?!? ARE YOU MENTALLY CHALLENGED? i really kind of hope so for your sake, because otherwise you are just a TERRIBLE HUMAN BEING. and also, WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN? like, push my bike pedals real good? okay. i will. i will push them up your nostrils, is what i will do with them.
but, whatever. i roll my eyes and make a face. i consider giving the finger but i don't because i am a lady, obviously, so i just continue biking along. of course, due to red lights and whatnot, the purple douche tank ends up passing me again and the guy yells "TAKE IT ALL THE WAY HOOOOOOOOOOMMMMME."
like, MY BIKE? i AM taking it all the way home. i'm not like, taking it all the way to paris. so thank you for that advice. also, your life must suck if you're already drunk at 9:30 am.