That Little Voice

I was once a runner. Not a jogger, but a runner. And I thought there was a distinction between the two. For the life of me, I don’t remember why I thought being a runner was better than being considered a jogger. Who cared, and why did I? It was an ego thing. Runners held more status than mere joggers, or so I thought. Which makes me wonder about job titles and how important they are, and how…