I’m not sure if Lucifer is an athlete, let alone a runner, but if he does run, I’d have to believe he doesn’t bother with the 5 and 10Ks. Not enough suffering. He’s definitely a marathon runner. Maybe even a ultra marathon runner. You know, when he’s not setting the underworld on fire and stuff.

Sometimes the party takes you places that you didn’t really plan on going.

That a line from Against’s Me!’s song “Thrash Unreal. A little editing turns that line into:

Sometimes your body takes you places that you didn’t really plan on going.

I remember singing up for my first marathon and thinking, “I just want to run one.” Then I ran it, signed up for my second, and thought, “I just want to run two.” Then I ran it, signed for my third, and thought, “I just want to run three.” And so on.

Seven later, and I am thinking, “I just want to run eight.” So today, I signed up for The Flying Pig Marathon in Cinncinnati May 3. After all, I like even numbers.

I’ve talked about why I run. That’s the psychological explanation behind it. 

There’s a another reason I continue to run. I’m a list crosser-offer. I like to spell out what I want to do in writing, and then check it off. I do it when I go grocery shopping (Get oranges, bananas, soy nuts and Diet Cherry Coke), and I do it when it comes to running.

My running list is titled “Run a marathon in each state by the time I turn 50.”

I’ve crossed off Minnesota, Arizona, Chicago, California and Vermont.

May 3, I hope to cross off Ohio.