So today, I ran a marathon. I was six minutes short of my personal record. My slower than record performance appears to be attributable to two things.
- I gave high fives to every spectator within reach for over four hours. It’s hard to walk (er, run) away from a willing crowd.
- I ate and drank everything in sight. As Charlene observed, I am probably the only person running the marathon, who gained weight.
Well, let’s see. What did I consume?
There was the mimosa. Delicious. Then the beers. How could I say no? A donut hole, licorice, Jolly Ranchers, pickle juice, as well as numerous cups of Gatorades and water. To my credit, I did pass on the bananas and orange slices, because well you know, healthy.
So next time, just say no to snacks and cheer with the crowd a little (a lot) less. I may get a personal record, but it sure will be a lot less fun.
