Alright, if any of you have read this blog with any kind of regularity you'll know that some time back I posted about the joggers along 3rd during morning rush hour. I thought they must have some sort of mild autism or something because you'd have to in order to jog along side hundreds of slow moving vehicles.
Well, I should have taken this into account before I went on a morning jog around our new neighborhood yesterday. I figured since I was running along the side streets and it was still fairly cool out that I'd avoid a lot of the pollution. I was wrong.
I equate the way jogging in West Hollywood (which I assume has cleaner air than Koreatown during rush hour) makes you feel to the way your lungs feel after you take way too big of a bong hit because of adolescent indiscretion.
My lungs still hurt. At least now I know I do not suffer from a mild form of autism.