A Note on the Half-Marathon
So I did a Half-Marathon. It was one of the most difficult things I have ever done. I am a fat guy and I don't work out. I do walk quite a bit, though, so I thought I might be able to do it if all I had to do was walk. Well, I did it and I walked. Alot!
I was a little under the weather and I don't own a pair of tennis shoes, so I showed up to the event bundled up in several flannel shirts and a pair of hiking boots. I looked a little bit like Grizzly Adams at a health spa, but I wasn't there for a beauty contest. I was there to compete like the extreme athlete that I am. Yep, I finished 446th out of 451 male contestants and like 985th out of 999 contestants overall. I totally smoked the 350-lbs hispanic kid and the 85-yr-old grandma with the cigarette hanging out of her mouth. I rock.
Why did I do it?
I think it was just to be able to blog about it. I am sick and tired of all the little in-shape tarts out there in their spandex chatting up the fact that they did a 5k or ran a triathlon. Well, try strapping a 120-lbs washing machine to your back and walking 13.1 miles and you will have some idea of the pain that I experienced. Of course, I could not move for three days thereafter. The Wife is convinced I did it just to get out of some housework.
Well, I did it.
Next up....You tell me. I will pick one of the suggestions and do it.
I was a little under the weather and I don't own a pair of tennis shoes, so I showed up to the event bundled up in several flannel shirts and a pair of hiking boots. I looked a little bit like Grizzly Adams at a health spa, but I wasn't there for a beauty contest. I was there to compete like the extreme athlete that I am. Yep, I finished 446th out of 451 male contestants and like 985th out of 999 contestants overall. I totally smoked the 350-lbs hispanic kid and the 85-yr-old grandma with the cigarette hanging out of her mouth. I rock.
Why did I do it?
I think it was just to be able to blog about it. I am sick and tired of all the little in-shape tarts out there in their spandex chatting up the fact that they did a 5k or ran a triathlon. Well, try strapping a 120-lbs washing machine to your back and walking 13.1 miles and you will have some idea of the pain that I experienced. Of course, I could not move for three days thereafter. The Wife is convinced I did it just to get out of some housework.
Well, I did it.
Next up....You tell me. I will pick one of the suggestions and do it.
posted by Cool Dad at Sunday, January 27, 2008
7 Comments:
you totally did NOT just call me a tart, did you??????
Congratulations on the half marathon. I am hoping to do a full marathon, but probably not for another year.
Congratulations. I am not in quite as good shape as you are and this is something I would never contemplate. You have something to be proud of for finishing! Hang the statistics--you DID IT!!
king king! im so proud of you! thats wonderful, and right after you did it you got to hike! with us!
Hot dog eating contest. That's what's next for you. Since there are no other suggestions, I think that means I win by default.
Oh and congratulations! That's quite an accomplishment.
that's an awesome effort! here i am tossing up a 5km run and you've got a half marathon under your belt (and without running shoes!) kudos to you! so what's next? mini-triathlon? :)
wow, I wish I had entered....naw! I entered a 5k walk. I finished in about 45 minutes. That I can handle. running? That word dropped out of my active vocabulary when I turned 65.
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