Friday, 18 October 2013
Most runners of my acquaintance have a wonderful sense of humour. Running and laughter seem to go together. By the way I'm talking amateur athletics here. That's my sport. There's no money in it. That's why it's so wonderful. That's probably why everybody involved is so relaxed.
The other day a runner told me a joke I hadn't heard before. I thought it was pretty good. So here it is:
Khrushchev and Kennedy met one time in Moscow. They wanted to see which of them was the fastest runner. So they had a race. The winner was Kennedy. That evening on the radio news it was reported: There was a race in Moscow earlier today. Mr Khrushchev finished second and President Kennedy was next to last.