Letter To The Bride And Groom

Dear Bride and Groom:

Every time I go for a long run, I seem to have interesting encounters with people or nature. For example, on my run today, I was running up Hyde Street when a taxi from the opposite direction slowed down and stopped right next to me. A lady in the back looked at me, with her hand up, holding a wad of cash. We briefly locked eyes before I continued on my pace. Although I was in my mental running "zone," with Joan Jett blasting on the iPod, I didn't look back, but I wondered about what just happened. Was the lady offering me money for something? Or was she just about to exit the cab and pay the driver? It remains a mystery.

Anyway, this letter is about my encounter with you two on my run. You were on the sandy beach, barefoot but resplendent in wedding dress and tuxedo, being photographed and filmed in a carefree romp along the beach when I entered the frame with my own carefree (but unscripted) run. Only when I heard the videographer yell "cut!" did I realize what was going on. With the San Francisco Bay backdrop, those shots must have been perfect, until yours truly bops into the frame, focused only on my stride and my music. Runners sometimes call this the "third wind" or the "runner's high." Nevertheless, I should have paid more attention to the details ahead of me.

So I wish to apologize for invading your wedding photos and video. I really do hope it did not ruin your wedding album.

Sincerely,

FreeThinker

P.S. If you kept the photos and video, could you send a copy my way? It would be the perfect imagery to accompany this post.