Yesterday morning Patti and I met for our usual run in the Etobicoke Creek valley followed by refreshments at Second Cup. We usually run for some number of minutes (up to ten), walk for a minute and then repeat until we have gone about 6.5 kilometres. One of us wears a watch and keeps track. I was wearing my watch yesterday. When it is cold and I am wearing long sleeves I wear the watch over the sleeve. In order to take off my jacket at Second Cup I take off the watch and put it in a pocket.
Today, between coats of paint in Trystan’s room, we went to Williams Coffee Pub for a cappuccino. Megan accompanied us, Michael drove. When we returned home I got out of the van on the driveway and Megan got out in the garage. She came into the house and handed me the pieces of my watch, which must have fallen out of my pocket yesterday as I got out of the car after returning home from running. Michael drove over it.
The casing is smashed, but it still works, and I have been carrying the working part in my hand when I go for a run since then because I haven’t got around to shopping for a new one yet.
Timex: it really does “take a licking and keep on ticking”.