I ran in a marathon yesterday.
Well, actually I missed the official marathon and went and ran 26.2+ miles by myself on the Burke-Gilman (Bothell to UW and back) like a loon.
Here is a description excerpted from my journal:
Well, actually I missed the official marathon and went and ran 26.2+ miles by myself on the Burke-Gilman (Bothell to UW and back) like a loon.
Here is a description excerpted from my journal:
At mile eight, my legs hurt, and felt shaky. At mile 15 my right foot began to sting...
I've never been so foot sore. My foot hurt so bad it was all I could do to limp along... for the next 10 miles. At mile 23 my left foot started doing the same thing. The last three miles took as long as the first seven.
I'm badly sunburned over my back, shoulders, and chest. I am so sore I walk up stairs in a sideways shuffle. And I'm peeling. But I feel ....
Satisfied.
Running the marathon was intensely rewarding. I feel joy when I think about it. It makes me bare my teeth in a toothy grin. The same kind of grin when I'm about to jump off a bridge or out of an airplane.
Even as sore as I am I feel this urge to get up and start jogging. That sense of push and self-mastery has made sitting down to work seem trivial. No wonder so many CEO's and high caliber people tend to be marathoner's and ironmen--endurance of the body is endurance of will.
Grind then shine.
Set a clear outcome, identify how you're going to get there, then just put your head down and push.
Even as sore as I am I feel this urge to get up and start jogging. That sense of push and self-mastery has made sitting down to work seem trivial. No wonder so many CEO's and high caliber people tend to be marathoner's and ironmen--endurance of the body is endurance of will.
Grind then shine.
Set a clear outcome, identify how you're going to get there, then just put your head down and push.
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