Two weeks ago, on August 3rd I went to the SF marathon to support my buddy, Moses who was running his first ever marathon.
At 4:30 AM the day of the race my cell phone rings. It's Moe. He's called to remind me that I agreed to pick him at 5am and drive him to the race.
I wearily rolled out of bed, slipped into a pair of chinelas (flip flop slippers), threw on a hoodie, pulled myself into a pair of shorts and thrown on my favorite hat. In my semi-conscious state I somehow managed to brew myself a cup of coffee, pour it into a communter cup and make it to his house by the agreed upon time. We arrived at the starting line in the Embarcadero at 5am-ish. The sky was still dark and the stars were still out. But by the time the race started the sun was making it's appearance.
I did NOT run the marathon, but...
I did take a picture by the Bay Bridge and a boat floating by shooting water into the air!
After the race started, I took a shuttle that stopped at various sites on the race route and was able to run a mere 50 yards (in my slippers! haha) with Moe. At this point he had run 13 miles!
Running that 50 yards worked up an appetite! Post Race eats!
Next year, may be I'll run the HALF marathon!
1 comment:
Next year, DO IT! It's the most awesomest feeling ever!
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