Wednesday, June 15, 2005
There's always next year
This morning, while out running, I ran by a shirtless man bongo-drumming to "Do You Believe in Love?" He was having a hard time keeping up, rhythm-wise, but I raised a hand in support anyway. Cute. :)
It was a cooler run (68 degrees, albeit 87% humidity--ew) than yesterday's. This fact, coupled w/ my new favorite route (north for about 12 minutes--shaded by an overpass roughly half of that time--then back; turn around, same thing; turn around, same thing) guaranteed I wouldn't overheat. Laugh all you want, but I can see it now: training for the marathon, my Sunday long runs consisting of six or so rounds of that ridiculous out-and-back course. Anything for shade--anything.
Eee, speaking of which, time to re-re-re-re-check this site in the hope that 2005's entrants are posted! Gawd, site traffic must be crazy-high today.
One minute later: Oh maaan, just checked. Lottery results are indeed up. I can't bring myself to look--I can't! Eek, but I will. Be right back.
Ahhhh!!! Damn damn damn!!! No dice. Grrrrrrrrr. However, one Randolph Lee Elde made the cut, and although he's considered not running it w/o me, I think he should. Way to go, D.O.D.
Summer training would've sucked anyway. Harumpf.