I’m more of a sprinter than a marathoner when it comes to many aspects of life. For example, when I’m running. Over short distances–up to two yards–I can run faster than cheap panty hose on an itchy porcupine. But over long distances, I’m not so impressive.I try to compensate for my lack of long-distance endurance by having good form. I’m told that my running style is quite majestic. That’s probably because I learned to run by watching nature films in which leopards chased frightened zebras. Now when I run, I open my eyes real wide and let my tongue slap the side of my face. If you saw it, you’d be saying, “That’s very majestic.” And then you’d run like a frightened zebra. That’s why my homeowners association voted to ask me to do my jogging with a pillowcase over my head.