Countdown to Detroit: The Final Countdown
17 October 2009
I’m on my way to bed. First, though, I wanted to post a quick note. I’m actually looking forward to the race. Maybe it’s just that I want to be done, but I think it’s more positive than that. I feel ready.
I also feel grateful. I could run through the whole list of God and medical professionals and coaches and training partners and friends and supporters, but I’d inadvertently omit someone and feel bad about it, so I’m just going to say thanks. If you helped get me here, you know who you are, and I’m grateful to you for it.
God willing, the next time I post an entry to this blog, I’ll be in the 0.1% of the world’s population who have finished a marathon. Good night, everyone.
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let me be the first to weigh in on your A. excellent finish B. valiant effort C. unfortunate alarm clock malfunction. i was very impressed by your A. excellent time B. pre-dusk finish C. excellent crawling form. again, congratulations and good luck with your A. next race B. hospital story C. e-bay running gear sale.
p.s. if i weren’t totally sure you were gonna kick butt i would never write this. if you read this beforehand, GOOD LUCK! if you’re reading after the race, CONGRATULATIONS WOOHOO!!!!!!
I’m reading this post-marathon, so thanks for the kind words!
I will endeavor to fill in the blanks, based upon my keen insight, my knowledge of my level of pain, and your other comments….
“let me be the first to weigh in on your A. excellent finish B. valiant effort C. unfortunate alarm clock malfunction. i was very impressed by your A. excellent time B. pre-dusk finish C. excellent crawling form. again, congratulations and good luck with your A. next race B. hospital story C. e-bay running gear sale.
I’ll blog about the race tomorrow, so I’ll leave you hanging as to why I picked what I picked, only because a) I don’t want to steal my own thunder and b) I want to do right by your comment. Don’t be surprised if it gets referenced.
B. should read “hospital stay.” you would never guess i’m a copy editor in real life. sigh.
p.s. i think not squishing a squirrel is an excellent sign that the race will go well. squishing squirrels is bad pre-race mojo. good job!
B. was pretty awesome as “hospital story”; it left open the potential for me to a) have a great story behind my ending up in the hospital, b) make a fantastic comment, and c) share a hospital room with that cute Canadian gal with the grey scarf who was running the first leg of the marathon relay today.
Disclaimer: If you’re the cute Canadian gal with whom I was chatting, I am definitely not hoping that you end up in the hospital. Personally, I hope you’re out celebrating and stuff.
4:38:08!!! you studly marathoner, you! all the chocolate soy milk you can drink!!! well done indeed.
(and it’s all because you dodged that squirrel …)
Clearly, you were right about the good karma that came from dodging the squirrel.
I’m not sure that I qualify as studly, but I’ll take it, and I’ll say thanks. Sadly, there was no chocolate soy milk on hand today; however, I had a plethora of tasty delights to which I would not normally treat myself. I’ll be mentioning that in my blog, too.
For the record, not only did I not get any chocolate soy milk, but I didn’t really get anything that would have qualified as “chunky.” I know that matters to you.