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Question for runners
Jan. 31st, 2006 12:30 pmI have to post this question to all the runners and maybe even joggers out there because I simply have to know.
There is a woman in the neighborhood who runs every evening between 5 and 6 p.m. I have no clue where my street is on her daily run path or whether we are at the beginning, middle or end. We refer to her as Orgasm Runner. OK, so that's not nice to call her names, but when she runs through the neighborhood you can hear her coming from 3 blocks away, pun intended. She sounds like a woman in the throes of passion - she moans, she grunts and has on several occasions yelled things like "Oh god!" and "yes!". Maybe she really is having an orgasm while she runs. However, this is the first person I've ever seen/heard running where they make more sound than the heavy breathing of exertion.
Is this common for running? She's really fast, so it's kind of neat to watch her swoosh by the house. Last night I got to watch her in the rear view mirror, the white shirt she was wearing went from a wee speck to a blur to a wee speck in the distance as she continued down the road.
There is a woman in the neighborhood who runs every evening between 5 and 6 p.m. I have no clue where my street is on her daily run path or whether we are at the beginning, middle or end. We refer to her as Orgasm Runner. OK, so that's not nice to call her names, but when she runs through the neighborhood you can hear her coming from 3 blocks away, pun intended. She sounds like a woman in the throes of passion - she moans, she grunts and has on several occasions yelled things like "Oh god!" and "yes!". Maybe she really is having an orgasm while she runs. However, this is the first person I've ever seen/heard running where they make more sound than the heavy breathing of exertion.
Is this common for running? She's really fast, so it's kind of neat to watch her swoosh by the house. Last night I got to watch her in the rear view mirror, the white shirt she was wearing went from a wee speck to a blur to a wee speck in the distance as she continued down the road.
