I LIKE SWINGS.

Ok, so I went running this morning, and near the path where I run, there is park. In that park, there are swings. You know where this is going, right?;)

I haven't been on those swings in ages. I remember when I was young, my dad would take me and my sisters there.. and I'd be so happy..

So I'm running, and I'm tempted to go on them. Looked around, there's no-one. In that case, THE SWINGS ARE MINE!

Then I'm on the swings. One hand is holding onto my phone, and the other is holding onto the handle things. I'm not very good on swings:L Unless someone pushes me, I don't get very high but because I'm only holding using one hand, I keep wobbling, but it's alright because no-one's watching me, right? Right? Wrong.

Because just at that moment of wobbliness..I see someone walk past. And they're clearly embarrassed because they're avoiding eye contact with me... So I get off the swings, and casually resume running. However, they're walking the same way as me running, but I don't want to overtake them, so I'm just casually standing there. I must've looked like a right freak to anyone who walked past. Luckily, there wasn't, so I was ok. And finally, she left the path I needed to run to get home..

Moral of the story? SWINGS FTW!