Boston 5k x 5. But don't worry, I'll still come in first.
This is how it will go:
Mile 2: If this were a normal run, I would be within eyesight of BerryLine Yogurt by now...
Mile 10: Damn, where'd that boy go? All I can see is a sea of old, sweaty men.
Mile 20 (heartbreak hill): Look at... all... those... people... (heavy, exhausted breathing...) cheering. This must be a mirage - they're handing out beers!
Mile 26: I can see the light!
Mile 26.2 (3.5 hours later. It's a lofty goal, I know): Give me my shiny foil blanket, I finished the race!
"It was all worth it for the alien costume."
this blog is seriously great. but you forgot:
ReplyDeleteMile 26.2: Greeted by my best friend Rob who already finished the marathon a few minutes before while he is standing next to the racer one number before and after his.