Three Great Things About Ohio That Are Also Terrible
I am a cup-half-full kind of guy. I am a benefit-of-the-doubt, optimist type, which occasionally causes me to misjudge people, situations, and events. Recently on a (very flat) run, I started to wonder if I had massively misjudged the State of Ohio, my current home. I wondered (as I ran along a flat, cornfield-laced, straight-line bike path…