In 490 BC, the Greeks defeated the Persians at Marathon. To spread the happy news of the victory, a soldier ran 26 miles to announce the victory. Hence the Marathon was born.
And the soldier who ran the 26 miles died.
I remember the second part of the story more than the first and this is why I don’t run. I also pray the zombies are George Romero’s rather than the Resident Evil kind.
But I will run from dinosaurs.
I think I may have spent too much time with Netflix this weekend.
Until next time, stay healthy.
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About Linda Andrews
Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal."
All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house?
If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at www.lindaandrews.net She’d love to hear from you.
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What the story doesn’t tell, was that the original Marathon runner had already run 300 miles within the last two days before his final run to announce the victory. He was already exhausted when he started, so, his last run was only the straw that broke the camel’s back and killed him. Learned that on the History channel, so I can be a smartass on Blogspot. Watching TV pays off after all. 🙂