Paul and I were out doing who-knows-what the other day when I saw a car with one of those "26.2" stickers.
"Hey, look -- that person ran a marathon," I said.
"Is that what that means?" he said.
"Yes, a marathon's 26.2 miles. That's what that means."
"You should get one," he said.
"Uh -- no. Are you even serious?"
"Of course, I'm serious. Why shouldn't you?"
"I'll think about it when I run one in under, uh, let's say five hours."
3 days ago