Caution: Things in the Blog are Larger Than They Appear...
That thing being my arm. This is one of the most excellent photos ever taken of me. I am not sure if it is the angle, the lighting, the vibrations from passing trains...but I look good here, ladies and gentleman.
I will be utilizing this L platform for all my photo shoot needs from this point on.
This was me before running the Human Race 10K.
This is me after:
As you can see I have a way of maintaining my striking beauty even after running 6.2 miles. However...my arms mysteriously beefed up.
Yon know what Nike sucks at? Besides making a shoe that's toe box is too narrow for my feet? They suck at races...which I find ironic.
I don't know about you but after I run 6 miles I would like a spot of water. I nearly died. I nearly went into a claustrophobic attack. Apparently handing me some kind of baton with a stupid promotional bracelet in it and getting my damn chip is more important than giving me LIFE SAVING WATER.
It was just dreadful. I was so thirsty and tired and all I wanted was some water. I was stuck in this crowd of sweaty people...we were filtered down a 75 yard cattle shoot before water appeared. It was just awful. Who has ever heard of such a thing? To not offer water first?
At one point I thought I was going to go into an attack. For those that are life long friends of mine....you may recall an episode in Southern California in the back of a jeep where I went nuts and was pounding on the window to be let out of the automobile because I went all claustrophobic. That is what was about to happen.
Anyway...I survived, as I survived this. I am survivor.
Another thing that really chapped my hide in the past few days...
Listen to this:
This morning I am on the train there were no seats and I was fiddling around with some papers and crap. This fine gentleman saw me struggling, stood up and gestured for me to take his seat. I nearly died because rarely does one see such kindness these days. However - this kindness was quickly balanced out by the inconsiderate behavior of an opportunistic dickslap.
I took one half step toward the seat said "thanks!" and some pony tailed looser hustled around two people and a bike to take the seat intended for me!!!!!!!
I hope that loser never gets laid again. And shan't with that kind of behavior.