I recently made the fateful decision to the run the 2008 SF Marathon with a couple of friends. I like to run and exercise about three times a week, but I am by no means a marathon runner. The next 4 months should be very interesting. I told my dad today that I was going to run the marathon. His response, ‘Can you do that?’ Good question. I don’t know, but I am going to try. This blog will chronicle my metamorphosis from a wine drinking fried food loving 32 year old into a marathon running machine. Look out Kenya!
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Miles I’ve Run Since Getting Roped Into Running the San Francisco Marathon on March 23, 2008:
322.53
nice to see you hitting the pavement, living clean, drinking milk and loving life. a few notes…..
- i think it would be appropriate for you to cross the finish line (not to get too far ahead of ourselves) with a ciggie dangling from your parched lips.
- i ran 10k with ZERO training last year. through a fish sauce village with rabid dogs. piece o’ cake. quadrupling that should be easy for a fine lucha libre wrastlin feller like yerself.
- a good friend of mine in DC has run about 5 marathons i think. he has had to execute emergency defecations en route on 2 occasions, a not totally uncommon affliction of the long-distance runner. and the 24-partier. ahem. i suggest running in diapers until you know your gastro-intestinal limits.
good luck!