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Bibo Ergo Sum - We're All Mad Here
You can tell I'm mad because I have straw in my hair.
baronmind
baronmind
Bibo Ergo Sum
It's been a while since I took up a new hobby that no one understands. I don't mean simply something like running a marathon, where people don't understand why I'd do it; I mean more like chess-boxing, where people honestly can't believe that they heard me correctly and ask me to repeat myself. Although part of that might be due to poor communication skills on my part; more than one person has thought I said chest-boxing, which to my mind is actually more ridiculous than chess-boxing. I've tried to make the lack of a T clear, but it's hard to pointedly refrain from enunciating a letter.

Fortunately for me, there's still time this year to get in on a new-to-me ridiculous sport. The Richmond Hash House Harriers are having a New Year's Eve run down at Belle Isle. Because they're not completely crazy, they're doing it at 1 in the afternoon. Because they're really just one step shy, they're doing it shirtless. I can't think of a better time to join in. I meet people with clothes on every day; I think that the 31st of December is a fine time to challenge this paradigm.

I'd explain what hashing is, but I'm only most clear on it myself. It involves running around, following a trail one person set earlier in the day. I'm pretty sure that the trail is not entirely well marked, so it involves a fair amount of hunting for that trail in between the running. And it involves drinking beer, which I think explains a lot about the sport, really.

I've been aware of hashing for a while now, but I didn't really think about looking for a group in Richmond until I saw them manning a booth about five miles from the end of the Richmond marathon. They were handing out cups of beer; I accepted with a hearty "On-on!", which I was pretty sure was the right response. They yelled "On-on!" back and cheered for me, so I think I got it right.

A friend asked me to join the Monument Avenue 10K with him next year, and I'd like to shake up my standard training schedule of sitting around on the couch drinking beer until the day of the race arrives. Giving up both the couch and the beer seems a bit extreme, though; I think running around on trails drinking beer is a pretty good compromise.

Mood of the Moment: good good
Auditory Hallucination: ERBOH -- Justin Bieber vs Beethoven

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