i ran my half marathon today and it kicked my BUTT! i finished in 1 hour, 57 minutes and i'm waiting for the seconds to come out. because when i crossed it said 1:57:15 but i started later than the clock so my chip time should say 1:57:something less than 15. and wouldn't it be cool if it was even down to the next minute? but i don't think so. and i can be happy with that time. i ran my last one a couple years ago in 2 hours, no minutes and 20 seconds and i really wanted to beat that time even if by 21 seconds so i could be below 2 hours. and i did it.
AND there was a guy that kept running in front of me that smelled like mustard. what's UP with that?
and does hulk hogan think he's bringing sexy back with that fanny pack. give me a break! what's he keep in there anyway?
About Me
- The Boss of this page
- when my husband and i were hiking from georgia to maine in 2002 we sat on the side of the road on the PA 105 debating if we wanted to order a pizza or keep hiking on for the night. my husband looked down and saw that i was sitting in ice cream, and then i looked down and, at the same moment, we both noticed that the ice cream cone was smooshed into a pair of panty hose. we looked at the debacle, then back at each other then we both wondered in unison how in the world did those two items come together like that? this is sort of the long and the short of this blog. it's very random and yet smooshes altogether to make the debacle that is my life.
2 comments:
Congratulations to you!!!
VERY awesome!!!
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