....but after running a marathon,
even though it was a great marathon,
I only have a lame marathon recap in me.
To wit:
Strength at the start.
(And yeah, I'm not punching
that dude for his sour expression.)
Gratitude at the finish.
(And no, I'm not calling out
that person for her leopard-print skort.)
(And no, I'm not calling out
that person for her leopard-print skort.)
Orgasmic-sized jar of peanut butter
at the finish festival.
(And yes, yes I am fondling it.)
In between,
I ran a personal record time of
3 hours 53 minutes and 50 seconds.
And saw a whole humongous mess of
Marines along the way.
Cool.
3 comments:
Awesome job! You're gonna have to run a lot slower when go running or you're gonna leave me in the dust....I mean more than usual
congrats!
I'm not ready for a marathon yet, but strategically planting hot marines along the run may be just the incentive I need...
Post a Comment