Answering Questions

This morning as I was running around Jessie Lake, I was flagged down by an older man out for a walk.
"How far around this lake?" he inquired.
I told him it was five miles, but by the look on his face I know he chose not to believe me.
I hope that by the time he got to the third mile his shoes started to pinch; by then he'd be too far gone to turn around and come back. And when he finished he'd be really tired and say, "Wow! That woman was right! It really was five miles!"
Don't ask, if you don't want to know.