Here we go again.
“Come on Dave. Sign up.”
It’s a Step Challenge at work. Voluntary contributions, not tied to step count, benefit a Children’s hearing and seeing charity. The Challenge is two work weeks long, ending yesterday.
Normal humans enroll, walk with colleagues, kid each other on their position in the rankings, go home, kick back and go at it again. All good fun!
Well, there just ain’t anything normal here. Fun? Participation? Bah!
You’ve seen the carrot tied to a stick leading a stubborn mule…the mule plods forward, eyes locked on the prize…dragging one hoof in front of another, puffs of dust misting behind the sorry beast.
While the myth certainly is compelling, haunting even, studies have proven that while the animal is coaxed to move, it won’t move with elongated locomotion.
Well, once again, I’m here to prove that these scientific studies are garbage. (Think Butter was bad. Think Salt was bad.) Some mules will mindlessly chase a carrot, or less. The prize? None, but for the potential of seeing one’s name on top of a steps leader board.
It’s Friday morning. I’m at least 10,000 to 20,000 steps behind, with 10 hours to go. Continue reading “Running. And only God knows why.”
