The Pacific

I took off from Anna's house this morning for a simple jog in Maui's paradise, but before I got too far I looked behind and had no idea the way I had come. Dirt tracks intersected here and there leading to the mountain crisscrossed with houses and the ubiquitous sign "Beware of Dog". Everyone has a dog here, Anna's house has 3, and I was only waiting to find the mean one. After 15 more minutes running uphill I thought this is far enough, im bored, im going back down. And then I preceeded to run in circles for the next 20 minutes, navigating my way through the back roads. Into one's property to jump into someone else's lot. Finally I found myself standing in a grove of trees where the path had dead ended. "Yeah this aint it - Fuck." Running back to the fork where I had obviously gone the wrong way I passed by that house again.

No sooner than I had just run by the barking started, Two dogs. I quickened the pace I did not want to deal with this shit right now. I was already stressed that I couldn't find my way out and it was hot and I was soaked. I turned onto the main path thinking I was out of reach when I heard 4 feet bowling towards me. I looked back and this brown dog was closing in fast. I put my dukes up and stood my ground. Nah, I ran faster and yelled at it "HEY!". For some reason this worked, the dog stopped and went back home. I am one scary dude. Still trying to get down and running down wrong paths I came across a hawaiian working at a water tank. "Hey, how do I get to the main road from here?". He had a sinister smile that I couldn't put out of my head. "You just follow this path for a 1/2 mile and it joins up." That entire half mile I was thinking that they were going to jump this stupid haole from Colorado for trespassing on their land. But I made it back to Anna's house to sit on the front porch, sweat dripping from every pore.