Rock Creek at Night

As I meandered down a new trail on the eastern side of Rock Creek I began to feel a tad uncomfortable. There seemed to be a number of guys wandering aimlessly about. Some seemed as if they had nowhere to go. I was running down a dog walking path, which bordered some playing fields, hoping it would throw me out to the paved bike path on the opposite side of the creek. Instead I ran into some dude giving some other dude a hand job. I awkwardly shouted out "whoops, sorry" then bombed back in the other direction. In my 15 years of running it was the second time I'd ever seen a sex act in a park (the first was of the heterosexual kind in Cabin John of all places). I quickly washed the site from my mind and proceeded to the National Zoo. I heard some huffing and puffing behind me and turned to see an older man with glasses and poor form walking me down. I wasn't running fast (6:40s) but it was fast enough for a Tuesday evening, the day before a workout. After holding him off without really trying, the guy flew past me just before the zoo. Sonofabitch. I did not want to hammer today. In 15 years of running I'd never been passed by some random dude on a run. I had already seen gay hand jobs tonight and I'd be damned if I got dropped by someone 20 years my senior. I stalked my prey and smiled when he began the climb up Zoo hill. I got cocky and whispered to myself, I've got you now. I crept up alongside my new friend then opened my stride up and blasted cockily up Zoo Hill. I would have given up my season to beat this guy up to the top of the hill. Either I have a competitive disorder or I am lame. Likely the latter. When I got back to the city streets i played "Green Light" and followed green traffic lights aimlessly through the city. I got in 8.