I love movie theater popcorn. Okay, really, I just love orange movie theater popcorn salt. I know I’ve mentioned my appalling habit of getting a cup of salt and then dipping individual pieces of popcorn into the salt. It’s really wrong, I know. I love it. So, I was thinking, to help me run when my shins are screaming, I bet having wheeled popcorn machines popping fresh popcorn zooming along in front of me, with a giant bucket of orange salt, would help me run through the pain. It’s a brilliant plan, really. Oooh! Popcorn AND a mobile bar so I can be chasing a martini, too. And a tray of dark chocolate-covered strawberries.

Yup. That’s what I need. That would be perfect!

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