As an addendum to the last post, I ran the New York Road Runner's Midnight Run by myself. I didn't do that by choice.

Cheryl was not really up for it, but wished me luck. However, nearly every guy that I asked to come along had the idea shot down by his girlfriend / fiancee / wife.

I assumed that the race, whose full title is the Emerald Nuts Midnight Run, took its name from the company sponsoring the event, but it may have more to do with one needing gem-hard genitalia to get permission to go.

I would like to think that I am in that category, but in reality, it is probably the case that Cheryl is one of the most understanding girlfriends on earth.