My Love had an air of curiosity in her tone when she said this over the weekend:
“The neighbors said they saw you out running this morning. They said you looked … ‘very intense.’”
“Yep, I saw them,” I said, digging through the mini-fridge for hoppy re-hydration. “And that’s how I look when I ‘m concentrating on not dying.”
I sensed her glare without turning around.
“OK. Concentrating on not dying more than usual,” I clarified. “No one wants to be found a victim while wearing Day-Glo green sneakers and sweaty jogging shorts without underwear.”
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I run on Sunday to put an end to Juvenile Myositis. I’m about $3,000 shy of my $15,000 goal.
Cure JM Foundation
Attn: 2013 Chicago Fundraiser
836 Lynwood Drive
Encinitas, CA 92024
Don’t make me sweat and risk cardiac arrest in vain.