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"

Thursday, February 21, 2013

The Chicago Marathon Registration Fiasco

I don't really have much to say about this one. I had no intention of registering anyway, and besides I'm too busy being bummed that Sage Canaday has a girlfriend.


  1. holding my breath for when I register for MCM in a few weeks.

    1. Unless they've changed registration, you just have to be quick on the draw for that one, right? But if you miss it, you can always just pick up a bib. Gotta love legal transfers! (I'm thinking about MCM this year. I'm also thinking about eating ice cream for lunch AND dinner, so...)

  2. His girlfriend looks like she could be his sister. That's always a bit creepy, no matter how attractive the couple.