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Just because running is simple does not mean it is easy.
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rectumdamnnearkilledem
Getting the wind knocked out of you is the only way to
remind your lungs how much they like the taste of air.
~ Sarah Kay
My legs are killing me
ALWAYS PISS before you run.
So...did anyone get it on video?
But hey, I finished the workout (nearly). That's gotta earn me some HTFU points, no?
"He conquers who endures" - Persius "Every workout should have a purpose. Every purpose should link back to achieving a training objective." - Spaniel
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The bigger question is did the kid HTFU and get back to riding his bike? Glad no one was seriously hurt. Kids on bikes, roller bladers and those D$^*! skateborders just freak me out when I'm running. I always think one of them is going to torpedo me. So today you have stoke the flames of my fear a bit higher.
Maniac
Gawd I hope not, b/c somebody would win some coin for it. Seriously, you take my, ahem, girthiness and slam it full tilt into a large metal object and very funny bad things are the result. It literally brought me to a dead stop, from a 3/4 sprint effort. Dead. Stop.
Marathon Maniac #6740
Goals for 2015:
Run 3 marathons (modified: Run 2 marathons--Lost Dutchman 02/2015 and Whiskey Row 05/2015)
Run a 50-miler (Ran a 53.8 mile race 11/14/2015)
Run 1,500 miles (uhhh...how about 1,400?)
Stay healthy
I ran down a 5-year old on his bicycle today.
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