Masochists

Have you ever seen a runner/jogger smile? I don't mean any time; I mean when s/he is running.

I thought not.

Runners say they enjoy it, but they sure don't seem to. I smile often when I'm at the gym or during my weekend walks. It's amazing how many amusing things I can ponder when my brain isn't concentrating on huffing and puffing and how high my pulse is and if my sneakers are wearing down and... To enjoy that, one must be a masochist.

This morning, I drove by a man jogging in nylon pants and a short-sleeved T-shirt. It is just 25 degrees outside. Not only is he a masochist, he's a stupid masochist.