Jogging the greenway trail, (wide enough asphalt path for a medium truck), there was a right of way conflict. Dawg and I were off to the far right side but approaching head on — a road block — 5 girls wide (likely an afterschool athletic group) jogging and hogging the whole place oblivious. I suppose that I could have stepped off into the rough and let them blow by but my age and tax payer status said hold yer course. And I imagined I’d have to hunker down and take them on with a dropped shoulder. Closer and now in range I hollered “STARBOARD!” and startled, they bunched up some and cleared my way. Thankyou very much.

Now I’m sitting here wondering if I’d have done the same thing if these had been from the school football team. Hmmmm. Maybe not so tough after all…