
My good pal Rex Bowman was among the hundreds who finished Roanoke's killer (up Mill and Roanoke Mountains) Blue Ridge Marathon today in a respectable four and a half hours. Rex was one of a group of participants from the local daily newspaper who took part.
Said Rex, "That damn race nearly killed me ... Thank god I don't have to do that again."
Now, maybe I can get his sorry ass out to a ball game. Marathoning is obsessive-compulsive behavior and a little baseball break might lead to better mental health.
(* Joke. Heh, heh, heh ...)
Said Rex, "That damn race nearly killed me ... Thank god I don't have to do that again."
Now, maybe I can get his sorry ass out to a ball game. Marathoning is obsessive-compulsive behavior and a little baseball break might lead to better mental health.
(* Joke. Heh, heh, heh ...)
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