One last gasp
The week before the ironman, I came home from a run with such exhilaration for completing the workout so perfectly, that Adam looked at me and said, “Why don’t you run another marathon and qualify for Boston?”
That’s all I needed to stoke that flame. A quick email to Scott wondering if this was a bad idea or worse yet a HORRIBLE idea went off. He suggested waiting until after the ironman was done and then decide.
So while Adam and I were driving home from the ironman, I flipped open the computer, Adam handed me a credit card and said, “Sign Up!”
Here is the email thread that transpired next:
Me: I want to go to Boston. Whislestop…Oct 9. Get me there.
Scott: Done.
So this Saturday, I will be attempting, yet again, to qualify for Boston. Since I am now 40 the cushion is a bit thicker, I need to finish in 3:50.
I will see if the gamble of riding this wave of fitness will pay off or if it will all come crashing down.
Bets start at $1.
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Race on, Girl! Look for me and my pack of chitlin on 4/18/2011 at the fire station turn. It’s the hot house of cheering as you head up Heartbreak Hill. Good luck this weekend!
Keep living it Mary! I love that Adam is fueling the fire 🙂
I will bet all my worldly possessions (including my dog) that you run sub-3:50:00 🙂