"When am I going to learn to avoid the miserable marathons held in bland backwater burgs? I pooped out in Putney, got angry in Alexandria, slipped in St. Clair Shores, got trounced in Toronto, felt silly in San Diego, panicked in Portland, pulled a hamstring in Houston, waffled in Wenatchee, ran myself ragged in Rhode Island, and collided with a collie in Clear Lake. And Notner was 'negative city.' From now on I'm running only in the 'Really Raucous and Rambunctious Race of Renton.' "
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