Two for One

Ok, it was not cathartic to document that race.  I don't feel any better about it, but, after talking with my father-in-law just now, I was reminded that he had a worse experience in the biggest race of his life, namely, the Boston Marathon!

It seems that he injured himself around mile 11 and had to walk 15 miles to finish (of course he had to finish to get his medal.)  I reckon that puts my little sniveling story to shame, now doesn't it.

I was supposed to wait until Wednesday to run, but I had to rearrange things so my wife and I could work out tomorrow night.  I still have runs of 5 and 8 miles for this week and 5 and 3 miles next week before my next half marathon on the 19th.

Keep pushin'...just keep pushin'.