Running fool

Running Fool

As I sit down gingerly to write this, it's Sunday, just before noon. Yesterday I ran the half-marathon here in Nashville. What was I thinking? I'm now hobbling like an old man. Every part of my lower body hurts. My knees, hamstrings, and other parts and pieces connected by various ligaments and sinews are all threatening a sit-in -- mainly because they can't manage a walkout any longer. The arch of my right foot has filed for divorce, charging physical abuse. I dreaded church this morning. We … [Read more...]


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