“We would never wish the devastation and pain we have experienced on any of you. However, we do wish that all of you, at some point in your lives, feel as loved as we have every day of this past year.”—Patrick Downes, a victim of the Boston Marathon bombing, speaking at a tribute ceremony on April 15, 2014. #bostonstrong
In another life, I have a full time job. And board exams. And, also, friends. I love this little space on the internet, but I’d actually like to do a bit more with it. Revamp. So there will be less going on here until I figure out what “more” will look like. And whether I can cram in “more” (always the question). In the meantime, I’ll continue to post when the mood strikes…
Which is a PR, albeit, a strange one. I did not feel strong during this race; I felt ill, grumpy, cold, and out of sorts. I wanted to drop out - or detour straight to the Thanksgiving table. But, as races go, you cannot stop because you have an audience, and, therefore, obligatory drive.
I moped across the finish line expecting to be embarrassed. When I saw 1:36, I no longer felt ill. I was angry. I underestimated myself and capitulated early. So that’s that. More better next time. Much more better next time.
Hillary Dunks helped create a new logo for prefontainorade (note the side bar!). She was a pleasure to work with (long distance-ly) and I cannot say enough good things. Thanks, Hillary! ww.hillarydunks.com
I am training for a half-marathon right now, coach-less-ly. Which is a choice I made for myself, as I do have a coach and a running team. I just chose to abandon them temporarily because it’s “winter” and “cold” and “I work late.”
Which is stupid. (Moreso, because I live in Florida, so I’m not really fooling anyone with my cold complaints).
So now I’ve routinized myself to the gym, treadmill-bound. Putting in miles to the tune of Alex Trebek.
My goal is 1:35:00. And the race is on Thanksgiving. So we’ll see just how much this fake terrain treadmill stuff pays off.
“It’s not all been rosy; I’ve had difficult situations where I’ve failed. But when you fail you learn a lot about yourself and come back stronger. The message is: life need not have limits. Having an opportunity in life is important but what defines you is what you do with that opportunity.”—Richard Whitehead, British double leg amputee and Paralympic gold medalist