I heard something I thought was funny on television the other day. It goes something like this, “Put your hand on a hot stove top and a second feels like an hour. Go on a date with the hottest woman you have ever seen and every hour feels like a second. That’s relativity.” If that’s the case then running has been an incredibly hot woman this past 6 months. You know what I’m talking about; tall, voluptuous, legs for days, long dark hair, olive skin, and a smile that could end (or start for that matter) a small war. ...