The Running Man

Day: Three Hundred and Twenty Two

Photo taken on Sunday, June 19, 2011 outside of Friday's in Levittown, NY at 1018pm. (Pictured from right to left: Mike, my hand, Steve's hand, and Jenn pointing at a running Justin)

When Heather told us NOT to give Justin sugar, none of us listened.

And now we have a grown man running laps around the Friday's establishment we just visited. He had already eaten dinner when he joined the table but we let him get one of those large ice cream Oreos anyway. His pupils immediately dilate and we can't pay the check fast enough before he is out the door and running into the night. He's like a giddy ADHD child when on sugar; the only thing you can do is wait patiently until he burns it off and collapses.

I really want to bring Justin to a 5k race one of these days and right before it starts I'll hand him a candy bar. Once he sprints that out someone will be on the course to hand him a slurpee. When the slurpee wears off, one of us will be there to hand him a thing of cotton candy and so on and so on until he finishes the race sub-15 minutes. I think he can do it, though I'm just going to need several volunteers one Saturday morning.