Friday, September 25, 2009

8 Days To Marathon

3 miles in 32 minutes.

Mel and I went running on the Porter Rockwell bike trail behind my parent's house. We went running after dinner (which happened to be barbecued hot dogs). There were a few chunky burps where I almost left some hot dog surprise for the next lucky canine that came along. Fortunately I managed to not barf them up.

We came to a really cool archway that looked awesome in the dark night. I wanted to make sure I didn't pass up that golden opportunity to take a serious photo worthy of passing on for many generations.

My ankle didn't feel the greatest, but it definitely could have been worse. I am determined to not let a little sissy sprain alter any of my plans. Sometimes I need to remind my ankle who is boss.

"The body does not want you to do this. As you run, it tells you to stop but the mind must be strong. You always go too far for your body. You must handle the pain with strategy...It is not age; it is not diet. It is the will to succeed." ~ Jacqueline Gareau

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