“There’s always been a love-hate thing between me and running. First off, if you don’t get started at the ass crack of dawn, the Oklahoma summer sun will melt you into a puddle of good intentions. Plus, it hurts. I mean, have you ever seen a happy jogger? We scowl. We pant and grimace. In fact, if you ever see one of us smiling, you should assume we’re a complete psychopath and run for your life.”
