On I went, out of the wood, passing the man leading without knowing I was going to do so. Flip-flap, flip-flap, jog-trot, jog-trot, curnchslap-crunchslap, across the middle of a broad field again, rhythmically running in my greyhound effortless fashion, knowing I had won the race though it wasn't half over, won it if I wanted it, could go on for ten or fifteen or twenty miles if I had to and drop dead at the finish of it, which would be the same, in the end, as living an honest life like the governor wanted me to. -Alan Sillitoe, "Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner"

Saturday, June 19, 2010

The hardest thing I've ever done in my life.

I finished the Mount Washington Road Race. 6288 feet of elevation change over 7.6 miles in sunny, 80+ degree heat. It was hot, it was hard, I wasn't sure I could do it, then I did it.

Full report on Monday.




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3 comments:

  1. Congratulations! You are so hardcore! Your spiffy green compression socks are so hip! You are the greatest!

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  2. Congratulations! I'm impressed and can't wait to hear more about it!

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