Decimals serve many purposes; most are completely ludicrous.
What kind of person objects when the butcher gives them 0.98 lbs of ham after having asked for a pound? (“As a matter of fact, I do mind. I was planning to parcel out that .02 lbs of black forest to my pet gerbil. Well, actually, .01 for her and .01 for me. I care about decimals, don’t you know!”) Who besides coin collectors keeps track of their change to the penny? The only real fans of decimals must be Melvil Dewey and FM radio stations, and that is more by professional association than by real personal interest.
Well, despite their complete irrelevance in every aspect of modern life, I admit that lately I’ve been caring about decimals. One decimal in particular has been stuck in my mind: 13.1. That’s how many miles there are in a half marathon, and that’s what I plan to run this Sunday in Columbus.
It was never my dream to run a half marathon. It evolved naturally from the many moments, as a lad whose pants bore “husky,” I was outrun on the playing fields. A man can only be beat by another, faster man so many times before he declares that in fact an endurance sport that’s non-competitive at the entry level is more his thing. And experts agree 30 is the pinnacle of both knee and back strength, since drinking craft beer actually fortifies your joints and muscles, making it an ideal time to test my physical potential (and finally give up the mental potential thing altogether).
It’s important to know that the race is put on by Nationwide Children’s Hospital. Since it is, I’ve been training with some friends in mind. Inside the hospital we have encountered unforgettable people on a mission–the staff to serve, and the patients to spread optimism as they recover. In our connection to the spina bifida community we are always aware of who’s at the hospital. Some of our closest friends are there now. And Simeon will need the support of a great hospital as he is growing up.
So, to make a long story short, I humbly ask you to make a donation to Nationwide Children’s Hospital while I get set to go off and running this weekend. If you like the blog, and think I could maybe cross that finish line, I suggest a donation of $13.1.
See? Decimals aren’t completely worthless, and I don’t think you’re crazy for caring, too. Thank you!