Today I ran a 5K “Super Endurance Mega Iron Steel Man Marathon”. The racers all started from a bridge leading onto Nicollet Island and with about 2 minutes until the starting gun I heard a honk from behind me. The silver curls of an 80-year-old woman were barely springing above the Cadillac steering wheel as she angrily waved for racers to get off her bridge so she could drive to a nearby restaurant. I was a little disappointed that she didn’t get a ticket, but she did get a hearty whistle and tersely pointed hand from the police officer telling her where to put the car.
Some of you may be surprised by my totally awesome score (31:47), but I got a rush of adrenaline with less than 1K to go. For 4K I had been following a 60 year old woman with extra tight deep purple spandex and it was maddening. Sure enough, somewhere deep inside I found the motivation to whisk past the grandma and the man-pushing-two-kids-in-a-stroller. But regardless of who won or lost, everyone can feel good for helping the often-disadvantaged Lawyers of the world.
Hey Mega-Iron_Steel-Man Bob, are you sure that "honk from behind you" wasn't emitting from a your own personal gas-passing machine?
Posted by: Sherman at April 18, 2005 06:10 PM71st place out of 80 in your group? If you get any faster, you may lose your chairmanship of the Windowless Basement Friday Night Risk Group.
Posted by: Underblog at April 19, 2005 06:06 PM