Ugly moments

It was a blissful perfect morning. I was Sliding through a short curve along the road as I continued jogging down the lonely estate with my music pod blasting in my ears. It was as early as 5:00 in the morning when I had left to burn up some accumulated calories and sugar that I had last night through late dinner. It was just like a normal routine to work out three times a week.

Two hours lasted as I sprint through the neighboring basement, seeing a couple having their garden cleaned. There was lots of trimming work going on the plant flowers. Their furious-looking dog was taking its lesion moment on a cleared part of the garden, as saliva drips from its mouth, two seconds later, it began barking. "Shut up, bullet!." An older voice shunned, who I assumed to be the owner. The lady looked older than the man, likely in her late 40's. I waved at them but didn't stop till I got home. It was more of a greeting from strangers because we never get to roll well as compatriots.