ORN: I ran four miles in 41:55, a personal record, thankyouverymuch. It was nearly 70° and sunny today, so I actually think the heat affected me today. I am a bit of a wimp when it comes to the heat. I have my theories about why, and I'll tell you about them sometime if you buy me a beer. But the fact of the matter is that the Earth's yellow sun affects me much like it does my cousin Kal El [you Earthlings call him Superman.] It drains me. It drains me like a long soak in a leech bath.
I had an interesting experience in the locker room. Get your mind out of the gutter. I thought I would beat the rush of exercisers at noon by coming in at 1100 to change and work out. Instead of being blissfully alone, there was my CEO dressing himself to tackle the stair-master. He's a great guy, but it's a matter of context. I expect the CEO to be dressed and wandering the halls looking confident, contemplating giving that handsome go-getter in Sector 7G [me] a huge raise and a prestigious job, much to the horror of that sniveling bastard, Smithers. I do not expect to see him in the locker room changing into gym shorts. It was just strange. My hangup, though -- he was nice and chatted with me.
He said that he was unsure whether or not working out made you live any longer. But he could tell me that it made you feel a hell of a lot better while you're here. That's the truth. No matter how lousy or dull my day might get, I can always say that at least I ran four miles. And I ran it faster than ever.
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