Wednesday, March 25, 2009
A Runner's High :)
Sorry, but this post isn't all too deep. I just got back from Washington, D.C. where Hillary and I ran in the National Marathon. I was still suffering from the post-coming out grief and regret. It stayed with me till the morning of the marathon, but when we woke at 4:30 am to take the metro to the start of the race, my jitters were all adrenalin and excitement for the longest run of my life (so far... ;) ). At mile marker 26, I was soooooo euphoric and goofily happy...I really felt like I had taken oxycotton or morphine. Opioids (like heroin) increase your endorphins a lot and your endorphins block pain and give you a feeling of euphoria. Oh, baby, I was on an endorphin HIGH!!! Wow, I loved the race. I passed the 13.1 mile (half-way) at 92 minutes with a pace of 7 mins per mile. My legs started to get really tight at mile 15 and I had to slow down a lot for the last 11 miles. I finished in 3:48. I listened to fun music the whole way while I watched the beautiful scenery of downtown D.C. The sun was out, there was no wind, and the temperature was cool - I couldn't have asked for better conditions. As I came up on the finish line, I felt an urge to sprint for it, but I was wise and refrained from changing anything about my stride. As soon as I crossed the line, my legs locked up for a minute before I was able to go for drinks and food. Wow, it was so funny and FUN!!! On the plane ride home, I sat next to the most incredible mother of two adopted children. We chatted for hours about personality theories and parenting and worldviews. Yep, you could say that it was an incredible weekend. For sure. As a side note, I was invited by my Holladay friends to a weekend in Puerto Rico...but instead, I went to DC for the marathon. Even though I would have loved Puerto Rico, I'm glad I went to DC with Hillary.
P.S. My dad and I are talking more now. He even said that he's excited to come down and see me and talk with me in person. He said that he's eager for it. I'm a lucky person. I better not forget that. :-)
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