NSU students are opinionated about all kinds of things, from universal social issues to NSU-specific concerns. Sometimes, however, we Sharks just need to rant about the smaller things in life to let off some steam. In this column, The Current asks: water your thoughts?
Running is my daily stress relief. Nothing quite beats the therapeutic drumming of feet on pavement. However, there is nothing more irritating than something breaking my zen. As a collegiate long-distance runner, my teammates and I are always running, especially around campus and the general Davie area. My least favorite part about running in the SoFlo area isn’t the brutally-hot Florida weather or the lack of dirt trails, but rather the constant honking, staring and catcalling that my teammates and I have to endure. Every. Single. Day.
On the team, we run around 30 plus miles a week. When I’m running down the street, I’m really just trying to finish my run, so that I can get back to campus and eat dinner. Trust me when I tell you that I am not running in a sports bra so that you can break your neck to get a good look at me while I run by. It’s Florida and it’s hot, so I’m sorry if you can’t control yourself when you see a stomach. Even if you think that you are being “supportive” by honking, there is no possible way for us to know that, so we’ll just group you with the creeps. So, here’s a tip: The next time you see a group of girls running down Davie Road during rush hour, and decide that it’s a good idea to honk or catcall, don’t.
