Running... where?

Eternally stuck in the eighties, this Running Priest probably thinks, among other things, that he is the soul reincarnate of Richard Simmonds who ruled the fitness videos of the 80's.

Frankly, his shorts are too short for a priest. The sleeveless tank-top belongs to Father Grajeda -- and he wants it back! (It holds much sentimental value for Fr. Georgie because that's what he wore during his seminarian days at the Holy Rosary Minor Seminary.) Furthermore, the state of his baseball cap is a disgrace to athletes and baseball-cap-wearing-non-athletes everywhere. The visor is flipped upward -- a proof of bad fitting and insufficient lining.

Maybe the real reason he is running is that he is trying to get away from a looming excommunication because of his atrocious fashion crimes (those shorts are definitely sacrilegious). But then again, if he hadn't begun running in the first place, he wouldn't be wearing this outfit. Which is which? I don't know anymore. I'm so confused. I now have a headache. See? Being a Running Priest doesn't solve problems at all. It only creates more, ah, intellectual suffering.