Wow. Apparently the best way to garner a ton of comments on the old blog is to DNF a race. Must keep this strategy in mind…
Let’s get to the comments shall we.
On the announcement Houston was my last marathon:
Nitmos, he of impeccable taste, but questionable color palette, wondered,
Is this the "last" marathon like the "last" blog post we've all written?
An astute observation to be sure, and one should never say never. The draw will always be there, of course. But reality is sometimes a little harsh, and for now, it’s best I focus on shorter distances so that I will still be moving forward in the long run.
P1t0, who continues to experience a burning sensation, has some expectations,
You'll be back for more.
More running? Indeed. Sign me up. But marathons are definitely off the table. My best runs of distance have always been 15 miles or so. Anything less than that is an option.
The Average Woman Runner, who has an above-average blog, is also an above-average jester,
I think you should have Lady J bring you a beer at every mile
Um, certainly a grand idea for pain relief, but not an overall good choice strategy wise.
Post DNF words:
AJH has all but issued a throwdown,
My husband might beat you in an olive eating contest.
Operative word, “might.” I might be in a coma in which he might have a chance…
She may be experiencing the after-effects of a major sugar rush, because Missy believes,
You are still the bombdiggity!
From the Urban Dictionary > Bombdiggity [adj]: Incredible, beyond anything you could imagine. Sexy awesome, wonderful and way cool.
Missy is quite OK after all. I am the bombdiggity!
A man who understands the end game is Kovas,
Bummer about the DNF, but having Lady J's support is worth more than a finish any day!
Lady J was either an angel or savior at Mile 17, take your pick. And it must be mentioned that it was a horrible weather day to be out spectating, much less supporting someone. I am lucky indeed.
The wise and sage Viper passed on these words of wisdom:
If you don't fail on occasion, you're not trying enough.
So very true.
Woah! I just realized that for the first time in a long time, I do not have to get up early this weekend for a long run. I can sleep in, which means I’ll be up at the late hour of 5:30, maybe even 6:00 AM. Call me giddy!
The Friday work bell is poised, so whatever your plans are for the weekend, be safe and be warm.