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I Don’t Even Know Who I Am Anymore.

In January I ran my first 5K. On Saturday I will run my first 10K.

Do what?

Seriously, who am I? I don’t even know anymore. I think this is my version of a mid-life crisis. Except I think everyone is going through it. Is it just me, or does it seem like everybody everywhere is running? Well, not like in-a-panic-through-the-town-square-as-if-zombies-were-chasing-them running, more like everybody on Facebook is talking about it and everybody has a sticker on their car and that kind of thing. But it would be so much more interesting if we went about it the other way.

OK. So here’s the plan:

Running is cool now (I think, but I’m a poor judge of what’s cool now – I mean, I’m buying tickets to see NKOTB. Again.) so that will be your defense when you are questioned. In the name of fitness, I say we start a new running trend. You have your barefoot runners and your color run runners and your ultra runners, so I think mob runners would fit in with the trend. So the “race” will be “secret” like a “rave”. (Or a flash mob? Stop it. Just let me continue.) And the “runners” will go to a public place and then suddenly there is an announcement that runners should take their places and then “On your mark, get set, GO” and then everyone who is “in on it” just starts running around in-a-panic-through-the-town-square-as-if-zombies-were-chasing-them. The winner… is the one that doesn’t get trampled? Hmm…

No. That probably wouldn’t work. People are pretty unsupportive of unnecessary panic in public places these days. I miss the good old days. When you could run around in-a-panic-through-the-town-square-as-if-zombies-were-chasing-you and nobody cared. Good times.

What was I talking about? Oh, yeah. I guess I run now. Crazy.