When you are running it is possible the world can go away little bit for a while. I love the world really I love it so much. Mostly.
This week something was changed. If you visit here for a while maybe you know every morning I will run. Sometimes it will be one hour and sometimes it is 2 hours. It can be more but not so much. But. Always I run. For exercise and for joy.
I run 6am or 7am. How I feel is when I begin. The normal day is walk from my flat to nearby the park called Botanical Gardens. Then jog little bit then run and some times jog for some resting. I run alone because Tosh will not run for exercise. She is the gym girl. When running some same people will be running at that time. We have the smile when we pass or we say hello and always moving.
This week some new people do the running and jogging along the path. They are men. Fine. Men also do run every day and some times say hello when we are going past each other. No. This week the new men arrive. Maybe there are three. They do not run together but they all begin this week.
These new men do not say hello when we are passing each other. These men run beside and talk one by one. One man he always smile to me and always ask questions. ‘Where are you from?’, ‘Do you come here every day?’ and saying things ‘You are so beautiful” and ‘Lets go for coffee’ and ‘Your body is amazing’.
Shit! This is the time I can relax. It is time for thinking and enjoying the pretty, warm day. I tell these men I have no interest and please go away. They do not know I am gay and I do not say. This is not information for strangers if I do not wish to say. All of this week these men one by one do buzz in my ear like the mosquito or the summer fly.
These men believe they are cool guy. They have the fit body and the expensive running clothes. But. They are stupid men. Maybe in their mind I am cute little Japan girl so sweet and gentle will like the big and strong man. They do not know how I grow up. They do not know I am sweet girl some times and other times very sour girl. They do not know my history is fill with many colors light and dark. I tell them many times I have no interest. So. This morning they learn some hard lesson. This morning the sweet little Japan girl did stop running. She stand before the stupid man and shouting. ‘I do not like you. Do not talk to me. Fuck off!’ He smile to me and begin to talk once more. Once more I shout ‘fuck off!’. He did.
I say same to the other two men. Number two man told me ‘Calm down’ and he put the hand on my shoulder. I hit him with the fist on the nose. He did take his hand from my shoulder to wipe the blood away from his nose.
These stupid man will not bother me any more I think. In my life I love peace and live in nature. I am kind to people. It is the way of peaceful life. But. I use the American expression for one special rule in my life. Do not fuck with me. It is reasonable yes? I also think so.
After the men is gone I once more enjoy the peaceful running time. Smile the passing by people, say hello. Today is sunny and warm and the sound can reach me from ferries on the harbor and patpatpat from my feet on the running path. This is so pretty by the water.
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愛の生活 – Ai no seikatsu – love life
Later, Yumi