Here I come! There I go! FINISHING! Brought to you by the fine folks at Massage Envy. Here are some pictures of the race, followed by a video with my dear sweet Polish mother videotaping 4 minutes of my 116 on the running trail. It’s cool to remember when this whole half-marathon idea was just a faraway dream. I never could break 20 minutes in my 5Ks throughout high school, so this was a huge redemption moment. Maybe it sounds trivial, but crossing that finish line under two hours really was a big deal. I so badly want this to be my legacy: that I answered my call, that I gave it my absolute all, and that I finished my race. Paul totally nailed it throughout his New Testament letters. I love running so much for all the spiritual/life metaphors. Studying abroad at Oxford University for six insane weeks.Įleven insaner weeks with YouthWorks last summer. Just like I finished the half-marathon of high school. Until the day I die, I can proudly proclaim having finished that particular race of my life. Upon crossing the finish line, I was handed a medal that said “finisher.” Sounds like a silly trinket reserved for teeny tee-ballers who successfully complete their first game without running to the playground by the 3rd inning.īut to say that I finished my first half-marathon without stopping, without de-shirting, without quitting? That’s huge. I finished my first half-marathon with a time of 1:56:36. 1 of my 13.1-mile journey, I was ecstatic to see a “1” leading the numbers on the clock. I pushed through the blistering pain and by mile 10, I was ready to knock this thing out of the park with a mad dash to the endzone and an alley-oop to the bank. I wasn’t going to let those mucus blobs blisters ruin my run though. By mile 9, however, blisters were starting to sprout on my soles like the Mucinex blobs move into one’s nostrils. Just look at my doofy smile in the video (conveniently located at the end of this post). By the end of the race, my right one was a tad ripe, but nothing like poor Andy Bernard.īy mile 7, I was feeling great. The dusting of rain combined with the water being handed out that was supposed to go down my throat but instead mostly landed all over my chest made the conditions ripe for nipple-chafing. Thank goodness, because there weren’t even any port-a-potties out in the middle of that winding canyon. No harrowing intestinal issues to report. Ran 13.1 miles straight for the first time in my life. It was drilled into my head that I wouldn’t dare walk, so I never even thought to do so. Darryl then enters the office wearing a tie. ![]() Michael steps out of his office in his favorite jeans and asks Pam and Oscar to look excited. It was written by Lee Eisenberg and Gene Stupnitsky. Someday I’ll analyze how much better all of life’s grueling challenges would be with a pre-gunfire massage. 'Job Fair' is the seventeenth episode of the fourth season of The Office and the 70th episode overall. Well, I can proudly say I accomplished all of my major goals - thanks in large part, no doubt, to my free pre-race massage.
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