So I'm sure I'm not the only one to have noticed the obsession that Zoobies have with running. Seriously though, all it takes is a short drive around campus to see that running is the hottest thing since Jimmer Fredette.
It's almost like a fad... or a way to be social? Personally I think running with people is a joke as I would be panting FAR too much to have any sort of intelligible conversation. I still have yet to figure out what all the fuss is about myself, but maybe it has something to do with this thing called a "runner's high"? Or maybe an excuse to have all the chocolate milk you want as it is apparently a great "recovery drink"?
Don't get me wrong, I would LOVE to love to run.... but I don't. Like at all. It makes me feel like I'm dying. Ever since middle school when Jessica and I would sit at lunch and watch the poor saps running the mile for gym class, I've thought running looked miserable. Now I at least appreciate it (even envy it), but I would so much rather do something else that changes. Like dancing! Or aerobics. Or Zumba.
Moral of the story: I should probably go buy an aerobics pass so that I don't get fat from living right next to J-Dawgs and Awful Waffle. (:
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