Spontaneous Generation is alive

Yep, I swear those little flying bugs weren't there on my run yesterday. But this morning, bright and early, on the same exact trail, I ran into swarms of them.

It was only 79 degrees at 6:30 this morning, but with 60% humidity I was drenched. During the run, I looked down and found I had spots of little black flies that had died a merciless death on my sweaty skin. I think I probably swallowed one or two that might have flew in my mouth, too. Yuck! Oh well, it's all protein, right? So I haven't violated my South Beach diet.