Three and a half weeks until I'm off to Chicago for what will be my third marathon. Markus may or may not be joining me this time as he is growing weary of standing around for hours trying to get a fleeting glimps of me as I zip past the crowd with Roadrunner-like agility. Actually, much more like Wylie Coyote in real life.
Marathoning is turing out to be a fantastic way to see parts of the world I have not yet had a chance to visit. Of course, I could just go to Chicago without putting myself through the punishing effort of running 42.195K. What fun would that be?
Plus, all of this running is giving me legs so muscular that I could crush a Chrysler. It would be just dandy if the rest of my physique would follow suit without any effort on my part.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
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