Bummer

We drove through Golden Gate Park, watching the weekend frolickers. A couple strolled with a baby carriage, slowly walking under the shady trees. A group of teenagers tossed a frisbee on the freshly sprouted green grass. A couple rode bicycles along the grassy area in between the sidewalk and the road. I glanced over just in time to see the girl, clad from head to toe in a stylish white running suit, slow down as her front wheel became entrenched in a huge mud bog. She teetered a little to the left, a little to the right, then toppled full force to the left. Her foot met the ground in time to prevent her from completely wiping out, but the result was a giant explosion of fresh mud, splattering her once pristine white outfit with dollops of squishy brown mud.