October 4, 2008
Okay so it's done. The marathon is over. The elements were conquered. What elements, you ask? Oh all of them. Headwind, Rain, Cold. And the time?
(3 hours, 10 minutes, 25 seconds. How come the blogger won't let me make that any bigger?)
The RabidRunner has PR'd and can therefore refer to oneself with capital letters.
Here's my acceptance shpeech....
I'd like to thank Spouse for taking me to bed early, putting food on the table (70 miles a week takes a lotta calories), and comic relief. I'd like to thank my parents for giving me a body and my Heavenly Father for my tenacious soul.
This moment is soooo much bigger than me!
I'd like to thank all of my friends for putting up with the nuttiness of it all, the Yahoos for sleeping so awesomely, and Physical Therapist Kelson who saved the RabidRunner back from Sunday's caveman eposide (couldn't stand up straight). I'd also like to thank the best training buddies on the planet. I'm nothing without chasing you!
But most of all I'd like to thank the Winder who phoned on Friday night to inform me of the impending headwind of monstrous proportion. She then proceeded to give me pointers on "breaking wind."
Image that. The Winder giving me pointers on breaking wind.
(For the record, the pointers are for me to know and you to wonder. I'd hate for my competition to read this and you know......... break wind before me.)