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Friday could have been just another speech for Lebanon Mayor Gary Crenshaw. As any rural official knows, part of the job is addressing various community groups from time to time.

If he had just presented a recap of the budget recently approved by the Lebanon City Council, he would have been fulfilling expectations.

Instead, Crenshaw spoke a little less about the budget so he would have time to discuss an old problem for Lebanon - drugs.

By Paige Wilson

I felt another plump droplet of sweat race down the side of my face and plummet into the abyss below me, wishing I could escape this situation with the same effortless motion - but perhaps not with the same end result.

I was buckled into a strappy harness, helmeted and connected to a lean metal cable by foreign ropes and knots. Somehow I was expected to leap across a gap of open air - 40 feet above the unforgiving Alabama turf - relying on these contraptions as my safeguards against painful consequences.

What did you do with your leap second?

You probably didn't notice but this past weekend was one second longer than usual. On Saturday, the International Atomic Time was adjusted to compensate for gradual changes in the Earth's rotation.

The most recent leap second before Saturday occurred on New Year's Eve on 2008.

I'm going to open by saying what you are about to read is not the column I wanted to write.
I wanted to write about how the Warrior Dash was a wonderful experience, about how it showcased our community and about how much I'm looking forward to participating again next year.
Only I can't.
Don't get me wrong. I enjoyed the Warrior Dash, and if it does return, I fully intend to do it again. Even if it doesn't return, I'll probably travel to run another one.