On I went, out of the wood, passing the man leading without knowing I was going to do so. Flip-flap, flip-flap, jog-trot, jog-trot, curnchslap-crunchslap, across the middle of a broad field again, rhythmically running in my greyhound effortless fashion, knowing I had won the race though it wasn't half over, won it if I wanted it, could go on for ten or fifteen or twenty miles if I had to and drop dead at the finish of it, which would be the same, in the end, as living an honest life like the governor wanted me to. -Alan Sillitoe, "Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner"

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

I have nothing to say today, but in lieu of a real blog post, I have two links for you.

First, I would recommend that you go over to Brooke's blog and read her very, very, very funny post on product ideas targeted for runners. I hope she makes this an ongoing series. And, as always, I'd like to offer myself up to the marketing department at Dunkin' Donuts as a living, breathing, running embodiment of their "America Runs on Dunkin'" campaign.

To be fair, we all know I run on Dairy Queen.
Or for Dairy Queen. Or something.
Next, have you ever entered a contest on a blog and wondered whether or not you were a shill for someone's marketing department? Go over to my imaginary friend Angry's blog and read about her stupendous giveaway. I contributed.

1 comment:

  1. Thanks for the shout out--By the way, when I was in high school we did an annual scavenger hunt run that always ended at Dairy Queen, where my coach would buy us ice cream cones. Running back to school was like a battle of willpower. If you stopped or puked (especially if you were an underclassmen), you would be teased about it for the rest of the year.