Ok, so maybe it isn't the sky and maybe it isn't an acorn, but I thought it was. I started out on a 4 mile run this morning and less than 1 tenth of a mile, yes like 25 steps into my run I felt something hit my head. Since I was on a woodsy trail and it's nearing fall, I assumed it was an acorn. Wrong. I brushed my hand over my head and it was covered, yes covered in poop! It hit my visor, which thankfully I was wearing or else it would have been on my face. And it even went between my visor and my hair.
Seeing no point in turning around, I kept going not knowing what I even looked like. I crossed paths with a lady a few feet away who saw the whole thing and was smiling. Instead of my usual, "good morning," I think I said something along the lines of, "i just got crapped on!"
Anyway, as it turns out, the sky is not falling. It's just poop.
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