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Philadelphia Museum of Art
Mention the word "running" and most people cringe. Mention running 13.1 miles (yes, all at once) and they say "Are you fucking crazy?!" Actually, yes. And I'm not the omly one. Every year around mid-September (this year: Sunday, September 21 at 7:45 a.m.), thousands of runners parade the City of Brotherly Love for what they consider to be a grand ol' time: The Philadelphia Distance Run. Now, if getting up at the ass crack of dawn, wearing shorts and a tank when it's 50 degrees and speed-racing across the city is not your idea of fun, don't worry, there are many other ways to get involved. If you're fortunate enough to live on the race course, then you'll probably be awakened by the noisy crowd of runners passing by your stoop. Instead of yelling profanities out your window, take a look outside and shout "You're almost finished!" even though the runners are only at mile four. If you like volunteering, because really, we all enjoy working for free, you can pass out cups of power drinks at the water stops and hope that the runners are talented enough to grab it from your hand without spilling most of it on you. Of course, if you're feeling really ambitious, you can run the race, brag to all your friends about how awesome you are, and afterwards, eat and drink whatever the hell you want. Cheesesteak, fries and beer, here I come!
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