This weekend I’m going to try social distancing… and yes, that’s a play on words. I’m going to run my first 5k in a year, but I’m going to do the “distance” while distancing. It’s a small race in a small town, so I think I can run it in a safe way. My plan is to avoid all contact with people breathing out heavily by starting at the very back and giving everyone a 20 or 30 second head start. Then, when I start and begin to catch up to people I’ll pass as far to the right or left as I can. The race is on open roads, so I don’t think it will be a problem… I guess I’ll find out.
It’s a shame that I still have to be cautious about being around people. I think trying to excel at something and encouraging the people around you to excel as well are important parts of Christianity, and yes, I could do that with a mask and from ten feet away, but there’s just something foreign about having to do it that way. I guess it’s too bad that I’m not faster. I could take the opposite approach and try to win the race thereby ensuring that I’m not breathing anyone’s exhalations. But, oh wait, I’m 46 and overweight. Nevermind.
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