Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Time flies when you're having fun!
Just after exiting the Disney-MGM Studios, I can't remember what mile I'm in. Not that I'm tired, not that I'm hungry or thirsty, not that I hit "the wall." I just can't seem to remember the miles.
"What mile did we just pass?" I asked the closest person to me. "Mile 23," he said. And that's how I met Mike from Canada.
We struck up a conversation as we both walked at a good pace, and I learned his story. He and a bunch of his friends from Canada were participating in the marathon. They were quite spirited--I remember them at the beginning of the race. After our national anthem played, they sang the Canadian anthem at the top of their lungs with much energy. Mike asked me if that was bad. I said, "Heck no! That was pretty cool!" I asked where the rest of his bunch were. Somewhere behind us. He'd started walking the marathon at some point--he thought he injured his knee but he wasn't giving up. He was there to finish his first marathon and that was that!
Somewhere in mile 24, we realized that we had about two miles left. Wow! Where had the mileage gone! I looked at my watch, and Mike said, "I think we can finish under six hours." I had wanted to finish in 5:30 but that wasn't to be since it was about 5:30 at this point. I can finish under six--easy! Piece of cake!
I bid Mike farewell and good luck! "I'll see you at the finish line!" And I started running again...
"What mile did we just pass?" I asked the closest person to me. "Mile 23," he said. And that's how I met Mike from Canada.
We struck up a conversation as we both walked at a good pace, and I learned his story. He and a bunch of his friends from Canada were participating in the marathon. They were quite spirited--I remember them at the beginning of the race. After our national anthem played, they sang the Canadian anthem at the top of their lungs with much energy. Mike asked me if that was bad. I said, "Heck no! That was pretty cool!" I asked where the rest of his bunch were. Somewhere behind us. He'd started walking the marathon at some point--he thought he injured his knee but he wasn't giving up. He was there to finish his first marathon and that was that!
Somewhere in mile 24, we realized that we had about two miles left. Wow! Where had the mileage gone! I looked at my watch, and Mike said, "I think we can finish under six hours." I had wanted to finish in 5:30 but that wasn't to be since it was about 5:30 at this point. I can finish under six--easy! Piece of cake!
I bid Mike farewell and good luck! "I'll see you at the finish line!" And I started running again...
// posted by Leenie @ 10:55 PM 
