Tomorrow morning is the LA Marathon. I’m pretty excited. I think that I’m supposed to go drink a gallon of water and try to wrap my hamstrings around my head or something, so I’m going to keep this short. Here are some things that I am thinking about:
1. I hope I don’t have to poo during the race.
2. If I do have to poo I hope I can find a clean place to do it.
3. I hope that I find Kenny at the right places to get my goo and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and some love.
4. I hope that I finish with a smile on my face.
5. I hope that I have no immobilizing pain.
6. I hope that I can walk normal the day after.
7. I hope that when middle aged women pass me that I don’t notice.
Wish me luck!
Wish me luck
You wouldn’t be the first to dump mud during a marathon, seriously, I have seen pictures on the internet. Good luck, you are a stud!
Comment by Jessie — May 25, 2009 @ 4:00 am
I almost “dumped mud” on my last run. I will forever support the gas station and Olympic & Western for letting me in.
Comment by qualifiedcondition — May 25, 2009 @ 4:42 am
I was near USC today and advance tip: there are about 15 “honey pots” on exposition just west of vermont, similarly, on figueroa up north of adams.
“go” with God! ha. ha.
Comment by lauren — May 25, 2009 @ 6:46 am
I look forward to hearing about your victorious results on all 7 accounts except perhaps the 7th one. I can’t give up solidarity to middle-aged women since I am soon to approach that status, I reckon.
Comment by Spiny Norman — May 25, 2009 @ 5:47 pm
We know now that you don’t need luck (well, I guess I haven’t heard the full poo/goo report), but it was great to see you do great!
Comment by Cheryl — May 26, 2009 @ 3:42 am