Here's a funny article I read today that was written by someone who did the Krispy Kreme Challenge.
If you see me, do not offer me a doughnut. I mean it.
I'm OK if I never again smell that honey-glazed scent that wafts out of the Krispy Kreme store anytime in the near future.
And I'm absolutely OK if I never catch the scent, sight or sound of partially digested Krispy Kreme doughnuts tossed out on Hillsborough Street, rejected by some determined runner's system.
Yesterday, I took part in what must be one of the most ridiculous and bizarre challenges out there -- run four miles, eating a dozen doughnuts in the middle.
I've run four miles, so I thought, "I can do this."
And I like to eat.
But I soon realized that the real hole in my training was the doughnuts.
I'd never eaten a dozen doughnuts at a single sitting.
But I do like a good challenge every now and then, and what better to do than match myself up against a bunch of college-aged students to prove to myself that I've still got it.
Well, I wish I could tell you that this tale had a happy ending.
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