This morning was a karmic disaster.
I was running in Kennedy Park and these little guys were EVERYWHERE this morning!
I did my best to avoid them for the first 20 minutes and finally came to the sad conclusion that I was higher on the food chain.
I danced when I could but I am quite sure that I am going to answer for the death of a legion of newts upon my arrival at the Pearly Gates.
Maybe I'll take up road running instead.
Or quit running completely.