It was a good day to run and that is the tone I am taking for this one. But I did hold out with some hope that things might turn out well and through the first 14 miles it appeared that it might that is until I pulled to the side to get my Gatorade bottle I had planted earlier and thats when my race buddy Albert decided to take off and not play anymore. Oh well I thought to myself it was nice to have company for a time. Just as well because quite frankly I felt kind of sluggish at this point and at mile 17 slow turned to heavy and at 23 I felt like someone ran over me!
Hung on for dear life and tucked behind a guy from out of state until after the end of that monster hill up State Street. After that we rolled down towards the finish with wheels starting to really fall off and so I just tried to relax and let gravity work for me. Apparently it worked and I never saw him after that. Surged to the finish line as best I possibly could for the crowd. Afterall they were there supporting us and we owe it to them to come in looking strong. Hey it was a nice run and a really good workout to boot! But as I stumbled toward the medical tent with Barry I told myself the next one will be different and already I had begun to examine it and work on a plan. Like the old saying goes; "You can't put a good horse down!" Something like that..
And to end on a high point, it was nice to finally meet Barry and his wife who graciously invited me to lunch with them. And man was it awesome! Good company with a big feast at Tucanos grill with meat, sliced pineapple, fried bananas with more meat, salad bar and then even more meat. If you have been there then you know what I'm talking about. A really good recovery meal after a marathon. Thanks again Barry, Darkhorse out.. | 