Confessions of a recovering runner, Part 4. Lunch Special: Sweat

I haven’t written about running since last October!

I realise that this has probably caused many of you to question:

“Why does he not write of running any more?”

“Has he forsaken running for the lure of cross-stitch?”

“To whom will I turn for my dose of run related pissing and moaning”

“Wait a second? You run?”

Well, I’m back to running at lunch. That whole plan to run in the evenings didn’t work out.

You mean your brilliant idea of going for a run after you’ve come home from work, had supper, gone through the bedtime routine with the kids and wait til they’re asleep so you can get off the couch and go for a run didn’t work? Really?

I know. I’m surprised too!

That being said, there are those who may ask why I choose to run at lunch. I could reiterate the issues I have getting my ass of the couch at night or bring up the whole it-breaks-up-the-day thing, but when it comes down to it, it’s really a simple condition:

*IF A THEN NOT B OR C

Where A = Running, B = Eating, and C = Spending Money.

There. Simple.

Oh, alright. It also helps to break up the day.

*Note: I am not a programmer, mathematician, logician, philosopher, or someone who has any knowledge on how to properly construct logic statements. I am quite prepared to accept that this is a nonsensical statement. If you happen to know the proper form of this statement, please feel free to correct me.