I’m dead, but I don’t know it.
— Randy Newman
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As longtime readers know all too well, I am smitten with the messageboard at letsrun.com. The posters there are fast, smart and snarky, three traits I admire greatly.
Today, amid threads such as “How much can mileage affect racing?,” “long run on treadmill — same as long run outside?” and “why become a sprinter and what motivates you?,” there’s this:
“The reason zombies run slow.”
Wow! Why haven’t I ever wondered this? And what’s the answer?
Posters have a lot of terrific theories.
• It is the barefoot running that makes zombies slow.
These are all excellent theories. But what really struck me was that I seem to possess most of these traits. I’m slow. I’m decaying. I have no brain. I have been struggling forever trying to figure out why I keep slowing down. This could explain it. I’m a zombie.
But is that so bad? We’ve got our own cool running site. The zombie shuffle is a staple of ultrarunning. And “you run pretty well for a dead guy” is a much better compliment than anything I’ve gotten in years.
So I’m dead. This cannot bode well for competitors in the GADZOOKS Muskrat Marathon. You can’t beat a dead guy. And luckily this contest doesn’t require brains …
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my pal SeniorRunner turned the discussion into an art form that you just don’t see enough these days, zombie haiku. It is as follows:
ZOMBIE RUNNING HAIKU
I run somewhat slowly
Due to rigor mortis.
And the severed foot.
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today’s run
- 3 miles — 38:53 (13:01) track noon 67 degrees
- 12:59, 12:59, 12:57
- Piranha-meter — 850 miles
Dead, eh? This revelation indeed has grave implications. To get rid of that horrible stench, Mo will have to bury more than just the Piranhas!
I resemble that!
You cannot be a zombie. You are far too gifted with words. All zombies say is “Brrraaaaiiinnns”. Ergo, you cannot be dead and are therefore defeatable.
I see I don’t have to read letsrun today
– I am multi- tasking.
Only three miles? Are you OK? Are the shoes OK? More Ugali. (and Kenyan tea with lots of milk and sugar) That is the key to speed. I can’t find the Ugali anywhere, though.
the perils of being a Small Town Runner. No ugali specialty stores.