Earlier this week we had a marathon, curtesy of those fine folks in San Diego who thought that they needed more runners. If you can't get the runners to go to you, send the race to where there are large numbers of fit young men and women who think experiencing pain is normal.
Well, was this different? Well, yes. Probably as many support staff as runners. We were missing the huge crowds lining the streets, to be replaced with a few goats and herders. And the course was not that crowded, except for the trucks and armored vehicles that passed by every now and then. Oh. The sun. And the wind. And the sand. Put them together and you get a sand blaster every now and then. So it took a little longer than normal. And I'll have another marathon medal to add to my collection. And another city.
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Congratulations! Somehow, I have a picture in mind of you walking slowly and stiffly though the desert. A person walks slowly and stiffly toward you in one of those heat-conserving blankets (perhaps not necessary there!). You both glance up. A sudden look of knowing and recognition.... :-)
you are nuts. that's not necessarily a bad thing. :) congratulations on another medal. that is awesome. but you are still nuts!
(And yes, i did play the clarinet. [I'm pretty sure you're far better.] I wasn't bad there for a while...But then I lost interest.)
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