I hit the road at 5:30am with a running buddy. We were casually jogging and just talking. He mentioned another running mate whose wife doesn't really support his marathoning. This guy told his wife, "I'm out doing my training when you're asleep in bed. By the time you wake-up, I'm back home, dressed, and ready to get the kids out the door and head off to work. Now explain again to me why you have a problem with my running?"
Then my running buddy said the funniest thing, "Hey, most wives not only don't get it, they think there's something wrong with what we're doing. Hell, the only way they would support our marathoning is if Oprah told them they should. Oprah, I just don't get it! Her minion will buy, support, or do anything she says. She's like Jim Jones. All she would have to do is look out at her audience and say, 'It's time to drink the Kool-aid,' and they would gulp it down."
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