On Sunday 28 September 2014 I’ll be running my first marathon, and despite everything I’ve said, I am excited. 1% excited, 99% terrified. Apparently, when I cross that finish line I will feel like I can do anything. Right now, I’m not sure I can get to the kettle. (quote)
"Look at that photo of Alberto and Dick right after Boston, when they stood together on the victory platform. You’d think Al would be ecstatic, or at least relieved, but instead he looked like he still carried the weight of the world"
John Brant, Duel in the Sun
I do it for the chocolate milk
It is important for my wellbeing that I eat 50g+ of leaves a day so this speaks to me on an emotional level
Yesterday I ran my first Roma-Ostia half marathon. The course follows a long straight road which leads out of the city, into the suburbs and ends at the seafront where the finish line is. Most of it is basically in the middle of a rather ugly nowhere. Despite this -and despite the grim, cold, rainy weather- there were so many people scattered along the way shouting, waving and cheering us on. About halfway into the race I went past a man who told his kids to continue banging their pot lids to make us go faster. I felt genuinely happy
Scott Jurek talks about running with the Tarahumara, and coming to terms with what running means to him today.
”..To prove that the company [Adidas] understood the sport of running, the ‘‘Runners. Yeah, We’re Different’’ campaign, which began in 1998, targeted the serious runner, a relatively small and anonymous audience.”
one of my favorite ad campaigns ever
I love this campaign
“Wir bauen an dir mit zitternden Händen,
und wir türmen Atom auf Atom.
Aber wer kann dich vollenden,