This morning was the Portland Marathon. Weather was nice and cool, a little misty. Ash and Erin braved the rain and cheered heartily.
I wasn't planning on running, but four weeks ago I got the bug to run, signed up, and then commenced my patented "wing-and-a-prayer" training program. Really, I should write a book, something like "The Half-assed Guide to Non-competitive Running". My time was a non-heroic 4:13:30, but I really enjoyed being a part of the run.
Thanks to Ang, who ran with me most of the way (she kindly slowed a crawl to do so).
4 comments:
I'll buy that book! Congrats. In theatre, we thespians say "Break a leg." What do runners say to each other?
Congratulations. Shannon and I were downtown today to see Appaloosa and upon seeing runners everywhere I kept thinking "Wouldn't it just be easier to put on shorts, wrap yourself in a tinfoil blanket, and pretend like you ran?".
I do like your training plan... sounds like my approach to everything.
Way to go, Brian!
You're still a cheetah!
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