This is Pi Day #010

It’s a run-derful life.

We runners can sometimes be a serious bunch. And I admit, I’m a bit impatient about impatience.

My marathon times, not a one of them spectacular but all of them mine, are wedged firmly in the over-four-hour category. Four hours… and closer to five, if I’m being honest. The training. The practice. The many, many solo runs. You spend a lot of time with just yourself for company (and you wonder when I have time to think up a bunch of comic gags, huh?) You spend a lot of time plodding along with nothing to do but think.

And I used to be just like The Girl. Five minutes with nothing to do and I be like “moooooooooooooooooooom, I’m sooooooo bored.”

I look down at that kid who seems to have the patience-span of a single breath and wonder how one gets from that kid who has not the patience to even listen to her old man recap his long run — to the old man who adores, treasures, and makes precious use of that time of solitary plodding adventure. It’s a big leap.

Okay, so maybe it’s only funny if you’ve been there… but if you have, it’s your darkly humorous reality too.

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