Friday, April 30, 2010  A Brief Look at My Wife's Awesomeness
Recently, my wife and I ran a little race called the Country
Music Marathon. You may have heard of it or ran in it yourself
because seemingly, half the world's population was in
attendance. But despite the vast swarms of humanity, we
miraculously were able to navigate the course and finish all
13.1 miles.  I suppose broken down to it's most basic level,
running isn't something that is inherently specialized. It isn't
a finesse thing or a talent that is genetically gifted
throughout generations. To be empirical about it, running is
essentially a black hole of suckitude.  What would our ancestors
think if they could see us now? Where as running was a basic
component of their life as they tried to avoid being eaten by
basically unchecked predator populations, now we do it to keep
from turning into bulbosed human marshmallows. Essentially, we
have to go out of our way to schedule or plan physical activity
because, by and large, our function in society