Opinion

Regular readers of “Much Ado ...” know I am a longtime baseball fan. That will never change. But the days for me to make my annual contribution to those who bring us America’s national pastime, may be numbered.

Ok, I haven’t run in a road race – i.e. known now as a fun run – since the last time I took on the Bay to Breakers which was a very long time ago. I’ve “graduated” to the gym combination of the elliptical machine, the treadmill and the bike. But the 2nd Annual Bulldog Fun Run, slated for Saturday, Sept. 28, just be my easy ticket to try a 5K. If nobody my age shows up, and I finish, hey that counts for first place, right? Starting line is the back of Ann Sobrato High School with a 5 and 10K course that goes down Burnett Avenue to the Coyote Creek bike path. No big hills, so maybe, just maybe I could pull this off without risking a post-run, month-long injury hiatus. It’s $30 for registration and a shirt. Funds benefit the Sobrato High cheerleading squads, so sis, boom, bah, cross the finish line … yah, yah, yah … now I need to visit the new running store in town owned by Paul Rakitin at 16999 Suite D on Monterey Road and get the right shoes … yah …

Dear Readers, I come to you today to tell you about the dangers of twerking. Yes, I said twerking. I know it sounds like a made up word, but sadly, it is in the Oxford Dictionary. I know. After hearing that, I too worry about the future of mankind.