A few years back it used to really bother me when the local rednecks would honk their truck horns and hang their heads out their windows to gawk as I was out jogging. It never failed to startle the crap out of me. And since, back then, exercising made me cranky I would usually flip them off to better demonstrate how unappreciative I was.
Two days ago it happened again. Except this time I was secretly relieved to have some evidence that, after two babies, I still got it.