Question 7

18 10 2007

If an overtattooed, pony-tailed genie popped out of a malty longneck one night and proposed this:

If you had to go home every night for five years and run six miles, without stopping, and you must run hard enough that you puke at the end (thus, it gets faster every time, unless you succumb) — and if you stop or give up, you die — but at the end of this stint, you’re guaranteed what the genie calls ‘true, eternal happiness,’ would you do it?

Keep in mind those times when you came back from work and you had the will to do nothing but crack open a beer and watch the most vapid TV programming possible.

*The author of this question estimates he’d last a week before a long and loud subway commute home would end his will to run, and thus live*




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