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Sunday, May 10, 2015


Yesterday was the Cornerstoned #runnershigh fun run.  A couple of us decided that we didn’t need to pay big bucks to run, but we at least wanted a t-shirt, so we came up with our own race.  About 12-15 showed up to run a 5k, a 10k, or a Half Marathon.  We got pretty awesome t-shirts out of it, and it only cost $10.

I don’t consider myself a runner, because I don’t wake up every day craving to get out in the wind, rain, or snow to run a few miles.  (I usually don’t even make it out to the mailbox).  However, for some reason, I thought it was a splendid idea to train for a half marathon.  I don’t know where my friends were on that decision…oh wait, yes I do.  They were the ones telling me to do it.  They were by my side training with me.  Some friends. ;)

The whole experience was spectacular, and someday I’m going to write all about it (but not right now, because I don’t have time to spew all of my thoughts about it.  Every time I run though, this glorious post forms in my head, and all these analogies come to mind…I’ve even designed a cover for this book.  Guys.  I did a lot of running in 12 weeks.  Those were the moments I had time to formulate a book about running.)


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Anyway, because we mapped the route, we made sure it was as flat as could be.  We made awesome posters to motivate, and make us laugh along the way—if we had any energy to muster up a chuckle—that is.  This was my first ever half marathon, so my time to beat on the next one (It’s happening in August) is 2 hours, 22 minutes.  Ha.  Let’s not kid ourselves.  The next one is going to have the same goal as the first: Finish without vomiting.



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