Thursday, March 19, 2015

Los Angeles Marathon (26.2 miles)

Look I'll be honest, at mile 23 I'm not thinking very clear. The blisters on my feet sting, my right knee is locking up, and my stomach is aching. At the intersection of Santa Monica and N Crescent Drive my chest felt tight and my eyes began tear. From mile 24 onwards I'm reliving a boat ride across the Coronado Bay in the presence of an Angel--the beauty of the ocean and the sound of her voice. Around mile 25 I began to wonder why the hell Michael Buble was singing on my ipod Nano, then i remembered why...can man destroy that which destroys him? I'm working on it relentlessly.

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