Pep talk from my friends???

First, I did 5 miles today, which is probably the shortest run I've had in the last 2 months. It felt like nothing and that is encouraging. Speaking of "encouraging", I've had two conversations in the last 4 days that I can only file under the category of Karma.

On Saturday I was getting a tune up from my chiropractor, and friend, Matt Teusink. He asked what my target finish time was for the marathon and I told him, without a hint of embarassment, I was targeting something around 4:30. He laughed and asked, "What, are you walking the thing???"

Ok, I can take a little ribbing. It's not the fastest Marathon, but I kinda figured 4:30 was respectable. I moved past the conversation with a slightly bruised ego, but I shook it off. Then, last night, I'm talking with a friend of mine, Rob McKay and, like Dr. Teus, he asked what my target finish time was for the marathon. And again I responded with 4:30 and what does he say? "Are you walking the thing???" In the immortal words of Charlie Brown AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!

4:30 is NOT walking!!!!

This bring me back to the Karma I referenced earlier. When I was young I used to tease my mother about her sub-sonic pace during her runs. I would "speedwalk" next to her and and torment her until she unleashed a profanity laced tirade that told me it was time to leave. Now that I think of it, I guess that was why she and I never ran together. Ah the clarity of hindsight. Anyway, Mom, your pace was fine and I was an unkind bully, and now I'm getting it in spades. I apologize.

4:30 is NOT walking!!!!

Now get back to work...