Mistaken Identity

As previously discussed, yesterday was track day!  First things first... the data:

4.5 mile warm up.
12 x 400m - averaging 75.5 with my buddy Jim. 
1 mile warm down.

I must admit that was a pretty good workout... Just kidding it was awesome!  Like Me!!  Now let's back it up to the beginning.  I agree to meet Jim at the Power Tower.  That's what I call the track because the wattage cottage was already taken.  Also, please ignore the completely phallic implication from such a name... it is purely coincidental. 

Anyways, as Jim and I finish our rocking 4.5 mile warm up, I see the following:

{Note a Picture of a Blonde Girl in Yoga Pants was supposed to be inserted here.  However, typing that into google one gets many NSFW pictures.  So no picture today}

Anyways, I see a blond girl in black yoga pants, with her hair pulled up, wearing big black sunglasses.  She also had the same height, weight and build of a certain blonde hippie I know.  Without even thinking for a moment that it might not be the same person, I run up behind her as she is stretching on the track and say...

"I'm guessing you showed up at the track just to see how awesome I am."  Then she turns around to reveal that I don't know her.  Fuck me.  I must have turned as red as my shirt and told her that I thought that she was someone else.

This has actually happened to me at least 5 other times in my life.  When will I learn?  Very unepic.

Zeus out.