Need a tempo run too fast? I'm your girl. |
Of course large dog went with me so I could wear him out and save my baseboards and drywall for one more day from his entropy production.
cheeeeeese |
Lazy laying down water-drinking dog being eyeballed supiciously by a cat. |
And would you get a load of all the awesome scenery you get when running at 4:53 AM around my little countryside house? Just beautiful...beautifully dark and boring.
Beautiful. Gorgeous. Wish you were here. |
But even though I am still currently exhausted from my running too fast and my crazy work day, I had one overwhelmingly compelling reason to still post instead of crawiilng straight into bed: I got my marathon photos.
Someone gave me this medal at the end of the race for some reason. |
So please -- allow me the pleasure of sharing some of the better ones for you. And by "better" I mean "ones I intentionally screwed up in the name of humor."
#1:
ZOMG the finish just snuck up and surprised me! |
#2:
Look! A medal! Who knew? |
#3:
I'm pointing down to distract people from my crazy visor hair. |
#4:
A picture of me posing for a picture SO META |
#5:
And another watch-stopping picture to add to my collection. Because I don't have enough. |
#6:
Could be a pre-race photo...could be me helping to hold up my sister while she suffers a face seizure. |
And finally...lucky #7:
ZOMG a starting line to a race just popped up out of NOWHERE will you just LOOK at this?!? |
Sleepy exhausted post learnings:
- I took way crazier ones on a different part of the course but apparently those pictures have completely vanished from the face of the earth.
- I'm so tired just looking at these pictures of me running is making letter "Zzzzz"s form directly above my head.
- Maybe if I wouldn't run my tempos too fast I wouldn't be so exhausted right now.
- Don't you hate it when a starting line just pops up from nothing and then you just have to run the race? Yeah, me too.
Tomorrow's workout: 30 minutes or so on the exercise bike staring at a blank wall.
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