Sometimes a girl just has to go south.
Living life on a little farm in the middle of the quaint hood west of SLC & let’s see what happens….
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Tuesday, May 15, 2012
sit up & shut down
For nearly a month I have stayed away from my favorite in town spot to run because of this: police say a 22-year-old woman who reported she was nearly raped while walking her dog on the Jordan River Parkway made the story up. And in the most ludicrous twist of fate I almost never listen to logic or play it safe when running is considered so why did this throw me? Why did I allow this haunt me, true or not? I let fear rob me, even today before a friend tipped me off to this twist in the story, lacing up my new running shoes my body headed north while my soul longed to go south. I recently taught Beach what this means so bring on the irony, I am throwing the baby out with the bathwater here. Screw being scared. I don't trust little dog to protect me for 2 reasons: she's little and she is a she BUT fear is no longer an option. I will go south whenever the need arises.
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