I might be able to plod a marathon. Parts of it, I might be able to saunter through. If I were asked to stroll a few kilometers, I probably could. I woudn't want to do much traipsing through a marathon; it would be disrespectful to everyone who was working hard.
I could amble past the crowds. I'm sure that I could schlepp my way from the start to the finish line; a schlepped, total marathon has to be as good as a partial, proudly stridden one.
There are people who love to run, and there are people who are happy to let them.
Copyright L. Kochman, April 19, 2015 @ 11:57 a.m.
