I watched my son in his first 4 mile race. He finished 23rd out of 110. He is 14. . .I am proud of him regardless of whether he would have walked, skipped, hopped or moonwalked the 4 miles today by himself.
I watched friends finish hard the last leg of the race.
I watched people I didn't know finish hard the last leg of the race.
There is something about sweat, pain and pavement that draws people together. . . .or draws me to them whether I know them or not.
I am not used to spectating. My son has went to 2 of my half marathons, 2 10k's and my marathon . . .I owe it to him to stand on the other side of the ropes and cheer for him.
I ran 3 miles today on the indoor track at Knox. The kid at the door thought that I was a professor. . .
We went to Pekin to watch our "running buddy" in his quest for 100 miles on his trail race. We sat with his wife for a couple of hours and got to see him finish his 50 miles and head out for the next 50! I can't even begin to explain all of the "coolness" that I saw this perfect April evening. People that push themselves are plain "cool." I saw the "coolest" people I have seen in a long time. They are so cool they are still out there in the dark night with a headlamp lighting their way for another 50 miles . . .I on the other hand am sitting in shorts and a gray tshirt typing on a keyboard. . . . .
I have 8 miles tomorrow morning. Seems a little anti-climactic as I talked to a guy tonight who was just starting his 102nd mile (there is a 150 mile race going on too .. )
We listened to this album twice tonight on the way to Pekin. It is one of my top 3 favorite bands Bon Iver. My son and I love this video. It is from the song called Towers.
