One of the few things that I like to do in Dickinson, North Dakota is go to the West River Community Center and walk the indoor track. Five laps around the track equals one mile. I like to walk more than I like to jog or run, because I like to think. Sometimes, I walk as many as forty laps.
Most of the other indoor track users only go for four or five laps, losers. I walk so many laps, it can take me a couple of hours. Over the past couple of years, I have gotten to see all of the track users. By far the best runner of all, is this young blonde girl. She is about 5′-2″, weighs about 100 lbs, is between 16 years to 20 years old, she sometimes wears glasses, and she puts her moderately long blond hair in a pony tail.
Unlike all the other runners, this young blonde girl will run for twenty laps. Unlike all the other runners, she doesn’t slow down, she runs the same speed, which is pretty fast, the whole time. She doesn’t stomp, waddle, limp, breathe hard, or show any kind of weakness.
For a while, I don’t think that she liked me, because I was walking, not running. But she seemed to dislike me less when she realized that I was walking eight miles. After she quit disliking me, she seemed to be relieved when I was there, because I didn’t bother her, I was older, and no one could do anything to her when I was there. Some young high school boys did try to bother her one time. She was very pretty, and not very big.
One evening not long ago, I walked the track at the West River Community Center, and when I got done at about 8:00 p.m., I went to a bar where I know the employees and the customers. I was thinking to myself, this isn’t normal to go exercise for a couple of hours and then go to a dark, dive bar. As I was sitting there thinking this, in walks this little blonde 5′-2″, 100 lb girl, with the pony tail, that is the best runner that I have just been describing, Holy Shit!
The bartender girl that I know, who jogs about four or five laps at the West River Community Center, walks over to the 5′-2″, 100 lb girl, and says, “I recognize you from the track, but you look so young, I have to ask you for your ID.” The young girl says, “Yes, I know, I’m actually a medical doctor.” She ordered her drink, and then she went and sat at the black jack table and played black jack.
I thought to myself, “Man, that is the ballsiest high school girl that I have ever seen! Not only coming into a bar and ordering a drink, but telling the bartender she was medical doctor, and then going and playing black jack, on a school night even!”