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"

Monday, May 23, 2011

What did I do this weekend?

This weekend, I...

-lost a(nother) toenail running;
-ate a brat - not a hot dog - at the end of a race;
-got attacked by stinging nettles mid-race;
-got a nice orange tech shirt for a race, and a pint glass at the end;
-chafed BOTH underarms (how does one do that, even?);
-visited a far-off, never-before seen part of a city that I consider home - that being, of course, Pennypack Park in Philadelphia;
-had an amazing time.

That's right: I didn't run the Brooklyn Half Marathon after all.

I could tell you the long story, but really the short story is enough: Friday, I realized that the idea of the race was stressing me out. Way too much. Getting to Brooklyn, running the race, getting home... I was just dreading the whole entire thing. I tried to explain to my sister how I had to run it because I'd posted a poll. She thought it was hilarious that I was trusting my life decisions to a flukey poll that dropped half its votes.

(She also had a birthday on Rapture Day Saturday. Happy birthday, Mandy!)

And then, well, there was also the race I was signed up to do on Sunday, in Philly: the Dirty German 25k. Tell the truth: how many of you would have changed your vote if you'd known I was planning on doing another race on Sunday?

So I stayed in Manhattan and slept 10 hours Friday night. No regrets. And more on the trail race tomorrow.


  1. "had an amazing time" = yay! I'm glad you had a good weekend and got good sleep on Friday. Have fun at the game (I am jealous!!!!)

  2. I too had a recent adverse encounter with stinging nettles. Those buggers literally do attack.

    And the rapture really did happen on Saturday. We just got left behind.

    Congrats on running the cooler of the two races.

  3. Right decision. Any race that has 'dirty' in it, wins. ;) Too bad about the 'German' (Dutchies aren't a huge fan of germans. ;)). ;)

  4. I agree with Silly Girl. Any race with dirty in it wins!

  5. Oh, if I'd known you had a muddy race to run on Sunday? I would have told you to screw the half and have fun getting dirty. So I'm very glad to see you followed my advice.

  6. We did see some horses on the course, and I did wonder briefly if they were the horsemen of the apocalypse. But, there were more than four of them, and I would assume that armageddon will bring riders more intimidating than a group of suburbanites out for a leisurely trail ride.

  7. Good for you! Since I voted 'no' on the half, I am glad you ended up doing a race that didn't stress you out and was fun. Can't wait to hear the dirty details.