But I am not complaining -- I have a terrific job. Especially when they have a 5K in the middle of the day.
WHAAA? Oh, yes, a race at lunchtime!
George Mason University hosts an annual Victims' Rights Run and Walk each spring. The proceeds go to the George Mason University Victims of Violence Fund and the Rape Aggression Defense Program. My office has a big group of walkers, and some enthusiastic runners.
|Here are some of the people who make it pretty great to|
go to work. Plus me, in the front.
The race took place a couple of weeks ago. It was a beautiful day. About 150 runners lined up, including the Washington Nationals' Racing Presidents.
|If you point a camera at the presidents, they come over and pose. They're big.|
(If you look carefully in between George and Teddy, you can see George Mason's president, Ángel Cabrera, and the racing president head that was created in his likeness. I quite hope I am never important enough to rate an Anne-head.)
|The Mason Patriot poses, too.|
After the race, we had sandwiches, popcorn, peanuts, plenty of water, and entertainment as the Racing Presidents became the dancing presidents.
|Shake it down, Abe.|
Teenager: "Mom. Have you even HEARD that song?"
Me: "Why -- are the lyrics inappropriate?"
Teenager: (S-I-G-H) "Where would you even hear about the wobble?"
Well, little lady, I guess you don't know everything about your mom (thank you, Stacey). And I hope Jim's mom and dad are reading this and getting their dancing shoes warmed up for late June.