Boston Bound
It's almost old news by now but on May 17 I ran the Cleveland Marathon and somehow by the grace of the Flying Spaghetti Monster I managed to qualify for the Boston Marathon with a time of 3:45:14. It was the most physically wretched thing I've ever done.
And then there was beer, which made all of the suffering worthwhile:
Right now I'm chilling, relaxing, taking it easy after the long four months of training and the race itself. OK, maybe not too easy, since I raced a 10K (and set a new personal record of 48:11) last Saturday and I'm racing another 10K (the Dexter-Ann Arbor Run 10K) on this coming Sunday AND I'm doing the Running Fit Swamp Party on Wednesday next week AND I think I'm finally going to get out for my very first Hash House Harriers shindig on June 7 which should be almost as intimidating as the marathon judging by the emails I've been receiving. I just have to remember I qualified for the fucking Boston Marathon (!!!!) and I can handle anything. Plus there's beer involved which makes everything better.
And then there was beer, which made all of the suffering worthwhile:
Right now I'm chilling, relaxing, taking it easy after the long four months of training and the race itself. OK, maybe not too easy, since I raced a 10K (and set a new personal record of 48:11) last Saturday and I'm racing another 10K (the Dexter-Ann Arbor Run 10K) on this coming Sunday AND I'm doing the Running Fit Swamp Party on Wednesday next week AND I think I'm finally going to get out for my very first Hash House Harriers shindig on June 7 which should be almost as intimidating as the marathon judging by the emails I've been receiving. I just have to remember I qualified for the fucking Boston Marathon (!!!!) and I can handle anything. Plus there's beer involved which makes everything better.