Tuesday, January 20, 2009

2:00 38 seconds

PF Changs Rock-N-Roll 1/2 Marathon ( with neighbors and friends Amy and James Skaalen)


I reached my goal. Four years ago, I an the same run in 2:17. I knew I could do better. And I did. It kicked my thighs, and wrecked my feet. I've got blisters where I never had them before, and two days later it still hurts to sit on the can.

But I reached the goal surrounded by people who looked like runners. It felt so damn good to stand next to fit buff men and tall, leathered women clad in lycra. My short legs gave it my all. I couldn't have run any faster, any harder, any longer.

It was another douse of sweet vindication after so many years of standing on the sidelines, handing over an excuse note in gym, and not participating.

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