Marathon @ MindSay 
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Taking a break form the usual posting about me and my running and me, me, me, I decided to instead post a little news on my girlfried: Samia Akbar. She's getting ready for her OWN Olympic shot next month in Boston. That's actually the only reason I'll be catching a red-eye from California (where I'll be starting next week) to Boston. In the meantime her training's been going well. She's racing a 1/2 marathon this weekend as a final tune up. It would definitely be fantastic for the two of us to make the Olympics later on this summer.
Anyways Feel free to check out the video interview of her from their local NBC station. Samia in the news!
| OVERALL WINNERS |
| MEN |
| 1 | Carlos Siqueiros | San Jose CA | 26 | 2:25:25 | M 25-29 /1 | 5:33 |
| WOMEN |
| 1 | Mayu Horiki | Walauaa-Shi Wakayam | 29 | 2:53:47 | F 25-29 /1 | 6:38 |
It went down last sunday. I was registered. I had a bib. I registered in November of 2006, circumstances came up, I probably wouldn't have been ready for it even if my knee didn't take a shit, due to treatment, and going to OHSU all the time for my medical shit. I could've done it, I just wouldn't have done well (This is assuming my knee was cooperating) I registered today for 2008. It is 10-5-08. I paid $90. It's non refundable. Maybe it's foolish to register so early, shit happens. However, I think it's gonna hold me accountable. Right now I'm being a flake about my knee, I can't do that. I need to be serious. I need to start a training program again, and stick with it. Hopefully the cancer treatment is done with and behind me, time will tell. I'm not concerned, I think I'm all good. I feel better than I have in a long time (physically, mentally I'm still borderline) I checked the times, I was impressed by the 2:25:25 finish in mens, 5 and a half minute mile for 26 miles, jesus h. christ. I know I will NEVER have a time like that, but it's okay, because I have boobs, and if you have boobs, you're required apparantly to be slower in everything. WHY IS THAT. I think I could finish with a 3:15. Actually, I know i could, if I get back to my training. I was running an average of a 6:45 mile the last time I ran 20 miles. what's another 6? I'm in a weird mood, and I JUST WANT TO RUN. I feel so fucking inspired to complete it. Plus, this one's a qualifier for the Boston Marathon, and that's something I've always been drawn to, ever since I started running xc in when I was 15 in highschool, I wanted to be a marathon runner. I don't have the speed of a sprinter, but I can run forever and not get tired. Or well, of course i get tired, but I have the endurance to keep going. The woman I used to run with my first year of college completed the boston marathon 3 times. The boston marathon is THE marathon. I see myself there eventually. After I get these marathon's out of my system though, I'm gonna look into extreme endurance running. 100 milers and shit, that shit FASCINATES ME. I know that with proper training i could do it. I think i could do it well even. I'm a snob like that.
I can almost afford physical therapy for my knee again, so we'll get going on that, I've been doing my own exercises but I suck.
I think I can start running (light) in 2 months. maybe less, but i'm not going to push it if I don't think my knee is ready.
Hmm yeah. that's all. Just a nerd runner..bored....on a friday night.
Last Sunday Ethiopian Haile Gebrselassie broke the marathon world record in Berlin in an incredible 2:04:26! This was 29 seconds faster than Kenyan Paul Terget's previous record.
I ran the Melbourne Marathon on Sunday. All i can say is, it hurts hehe. I love it. There's something truly different about this race. It's a beautiful feeling running for a long time on a road with people everywhere, wind, heat and adrenalin. It's a gift from God. Robert DeCastella (former Olympian) described the marathon as a romance. I think that's a perfect term for it. There's emotion at the end. Despite the tank like legs, pins and needles in the arms and the everlasting desire to sit down it feels so good when you cross the line.
So the results i came 150th out of, i think, 3,000 people in a time of 3:01:58. So close to a sub 3 hour but i'm pleased with what i got. The photos will be available on Wednesday.
Now i'm very sore.
"In the 5,000 and 10,000 metres you are running against the clock and the opposition. In the marathon you are running against the distance itself."
Haile Gebrselassie.
The reason for this is that today was The First Dentist Appointment for Cartoon Ranger.
Short version: Imagine the <sarcasm> fun and hilarity </sarcasm> of guiding a small person through an initial dental visit (brushing and exam). Now imagine that the small person cannot abide having his head or face touched without permission. <quoting some commercial or other> "Yes, it's that good." </quoting>
In CR's favor, he was WONDERFUL in preparation for said visit. We went to the dentist's website, saw pics of his office (they have a game room with video games and a flat screen TV), and read books about dentist office visits. All those good "social stories" kinds of things that are recommended by therapists everywhere. He was very positive about going.
Until he had to wait longer than anticipated. To be fair, we HAD been waiting quite a while. At one point, he just sort of snapped. Zero to sixty in a heartbeat. We had to leave the waiting room and go outside to calm down.
This happened a few times.
In the office, (complete with flatscreen installed in the ceiling to watch Nick Jr. or ANYthing else the patient wanted to watch) (maybe even Discovery Home), the little guy came unglued. Poor kidlet. We tried and tried, but the whole dental chair exam was not for him today.
On the plus side, as I wrote the relatives, while he was screaming (I was holding him the whole time, but he was still screaming) the dentist could clearly see all his teeth. All the way, I'm guessing, to his esophagus.
In the end, his teeth were pronounced to be very healthy. His lungs certainly lack nothing, either. He got to go to the treasure box (he had, after all, endured a power brushing and exam) and was more than ready to go home.
So was I. I felt like I'd run a mile. Without a break for water.
So it's been kind of a day in the House O'Quill. Maybe I'll turn in early tonight, still avoid the media, and watch some silly movie that reminds me to value the honesty of a small son who is frightened, even when it can be embarrassing.
Or there's always Pride & Prejudice. ;)
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