I was a runner at one time. I was up to three miles a day. It was when I was living deep in the farm country of Eastern Washington, during my brief stint in radio. I would run a mile and a half out then turn back, jogging past the fields of grapes and asparagus, and pretend not to notice the irritated glances of the field crews.
One day, when I was within sight of the mile and a half mark, I stepped in a hole and badly rolled my ankle. I tore loose all of the ligaments on the left side of my left ankle. I then got to limp the mile and a half back and pretend not to notice the open mockery and laughter of the field crews.
For some reason, I never went back to running.
Hey, just so you know, all through the month of September (2017, in case you’re reading this in the far distant future), the Kindle edition (See, in this time period, eBooks are still locked in a format war, and their prices are set differently in different regions, as the global economy has not yet unified under the singular global currency, the “Gleuro.”) of my latest book, Run Program (As of this time, I have not yet written my later works, including the multi-volume series about my as-yet uninvented character, the hard-boiled detective Victor Lamaze. How quaint this primitive version of the world must seem to you.), is on sale in the US for only $1.99. (Roughly three hundred Gleuro, adjusted for inflation.)