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How sweet it is!

Living a block from Central Park in Manhattan, I’ve been known to get a bit grouchy come Saturday morning when yet another group of runners clog the streets and walkways and generally disrupt my morning walk.

Don’t they know we dog people own the park?

But today there was a run that even I can get behind —

cupcakesThe New York City Cupcake Run

This 5 kilometer (3.1 mile) race for people of all ages challenges participants to go the distance while stopping to eat three cupcakes at checkpoints along the course.  Tasty!

Plus, a portion of the proceeds benefits New York Cares.

And if that isn’t reason enough to love this non-traditional charity event, here’s one of my favorites —

It’s run in Astoria.

I like shirts

Just because it’s legal, you don’t have to do it.

This credo was painfully shoved into my eyeballs this morning.

Rory and I were walking home from Central Park when a runner — a man — walked past us, shirt off, sweaty, obviously in the cool down portion of his workout.

Boy With Hand Over EyesTragically, ‘shirt off’ was not his best look.

This guy made me look tan.  He was blotchy and had — mosquito bites, maybe? — all over his back.  Although he was working out, his physique was not ready for prime time. But everyone out on the streets was being treated to the display. Without choice. Without mental preparation.

I mean, what if I had eaten?

In New York State, woman can also legally walk outside without their top on, but…

Just because it’s legal, they don’t have to do it.

Sight unseen

The New York City Marathon is tomorrow.

Runners from across the globe have descended upon the city.  Central Park is no doubt choked with folks, doing their pre-race laps.  And come tomorrow, hoards of people will be lining the course to watch.

I just don’t get it.

Not the running part — I understand how, once you commit to running, the endorphins kick in, you get addicted, and running becomes a lifestyle.  I ran short distances for a couple of years, but I didn’t have the knees to keep going.

That’s cool; dog walks are plenty for me.

No, what I don’t get is watching marathons.  Standing on the side of the road as the runners go by.  It hardly seems like a spectator sport at all.  I mean, people run everyday.  The only difference here is the number of people gathered at one time in one place.

I know a lot of people watch the runners cross the finish line as a show of support to friends; I get that.  But to stand and watch runner after runner after runner?

I just don’t get it.

Perhaps it isn’t that different from watching Indy cars race around the track for 500 laps.  There is even a similar danger of crashing at both events.

Who am I kidding?  I still don’t get it.