Husband and I took a walk last night. I love night walks in Long Beach because there are always people out. Families, couples, groups of friends, and joggers are always running around. Last night we were strolling along and one jogger was doing his jog-in-place-until-the-light-turns, then he started to do his stretches…while leaning on the pole. Bending over, making stretching sounds (which made me throw-up a little in my mouth), twisting and turning, bobbing his head to the apparently epic song playing on his ipod, and bending over again. Apparently the first stretch didn’t get the job done, and sticking his bum in our faces one time in a night just wasn’t enough. Jog on jogger man.