How flat is that pancake?
October 4, 2018

Someone’s honking at me as I run in that oh-so-narrow path between cars parked at the beach and the driving lane. I don’t blame him (or her). There’s a lovely sidewalk next to the water. Why wouldn’t I be running on that? If I was the driver I’d be annoyed, too.

But I’m not the driver. I’m the runner, and I’m trying to avoid a big dog. His handlers are letting him (or her) run loose on the beach. There are plenty of signs that prohibit dogs and cats on the beach, but it doesn’t matter. What matters is this one. You know how dogs are. You’re running, and suddenly it’s on! Even if I wasn’t afraid of dogs it would be stupid to taunt them.

No matter how flat you make a pancake, as the saying goes, it still has two sides. Remembering that makes me suddenly thankful the (justifiably) annoyed driver was honking instead of texting. That would’ve made a run-in with a dog the safer proposition to risk.