My transformation into wannabe runner must be underway--Runner's World has replaced The New Yorker as the magazine I don't read but still leave out on the ottoman to impress guests. I did, however, pick up this month's Runner's World out of the mail pile, and I learned of a race that might help some of us with one of the issues we've been struggling with during our training--namely, that running is just about no damn fun. This might be. I'm up for an Albany road trip on October 25th if anyone else is. I'll pay for gas, you bring the bananas.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Dances with Gorillas
My transformation into wannabe runner must be underway--Runner's World has replaced The New Yorker as the magazine I don't read but still leave out on the ottoman to impress guests. I did, however, pick up this month's Runner's World out of the mail pile, and I learned of a race that might help some of us with one of the issues we've been struggling with during our training--namely, that running is just about no damn fun. This might be. I'm up for an Albany road trip on October 25th if anyone else is. I'll pay for gas, you bring the bananas.
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