Went for my run yesterday afternoon, and it was pouring rain. Thick, heavy, wet - the kind that drenches you to the bone in minutes. Given our lack of summer so far, running in the rain isn't anything new to me - but it's usually just a drizzle and/or intermittent.
Anyway, I'm driving back home, completely soaked, defroster barely able to keep things visible due to the humidity escaping my person. Just a couple miles from my house on highway 112, I see a very odd sight...some guy is running down the side of the road, pushing a baby carriage. It's still pouring rain. If that wasn't odd enough, this "kook" even waved at me - a random car traveling down a fairly busy highway. I waved back, but thought...man. There's somebody more nuts than me.
Fast forward to this morning. I'm sitting here reading the online local paper, and what do I see - this guy. No...friggin...way. He's on his way to Miami.
Here's a better page that tells his inspirational story, why he's doing it, and why I encourage anyone reading here to do as I did and drop a few nickles in his tip jar.
Anyway, I'm driving back home, completely soaked, defroster barely able to keep things visible due to the humidity escaping my person. Just a couple miles from my house on highway 112, I see a very odd sight...some guy is running down the side of the road, pushing a baby carriage. It's still pouring rain. If that wasn't odd enough, this "kook" even waved at me - a random car traveling down a fairly busy highway. I waved back, but thought...man. There's somebody more nuts than me.
Fast forward to this morning. I'm sitting here reading the online local paper, and what do I see - this guy. No...friggin...way. He's on his way to Miami.
Here's a better page that tells his inspirational story, why he's doing it, and why I encourage anyone reading here to do as I did and drop a few nickles in his tip jar.