Huh?
I just don't get the running thing. I'm a bicycle person, but not decked out in the fancy togs emblazoned with European logos. If I'm going to get out and exercise I don't want to be calling attention to myself, I'd rather enjoy a certain amount of anonymity. That way, when I'm halfway up a steep hill and decide to walk my bike the rest of the way I don't call attention to myself. I once saw a slightly overweight, middle-aged biker togged out in brightly colored spandex duds, jersey, and the funny little cap walking his three thousand dollar racing bike up a hill. A passing motorist shouted "way to go, Lance Armstrong" at him. The whole scene depressed the crap out of me. I don't know whether it was the cyclist desperately clinging to his last shred of fantasy bestowed by our consumer society, or the rudeness of the driver. These are strange times.
posted by John M Crowther @ 6:41 AM
3 Comments:
Love the perspective in this cartoon John... the legs really get me in! LOL
Why can't we just let people "be". I despise the whole competitive race... the need to be seen in the right clobber and in all the right places. If we must dress for the part... then let's dress for success (for ourselves first and foremost) It's a tough battle to wage tho... to some status is everything.
This is a great cartoon, John C but I am cross-eyed with tiredness tonight so really can not comment intelligently. Strange world indeed that we are living in nowadays.
Have you ever looked at the facial expressions of the older runners? I see no sign of "runner's high" just pain. lol roger
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