If I had To Run For My Life I Would Probably Die

So, somehow now that I have completed a marathon people have gotten the idea that I am some sort of runner. Yeah. Freakin’. Right. I am a SLOOOOOW POOOOOKE! A pregnant lady almost beat me! I do love running, but I am not good at it. I am embarrassingly terrible at it. I would need to cut an hour off my time in order to qualify for Boston in the geriatric category.

But I do LOVE running, and I love that other people are interested in running. Maybe this is a lesson to me that I can enjoy something that I am not necessarily good at.

 

 

 

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