Marathon Woman

So, this is how you can tell I'm a woman possessed. I ran the Disneyland half-marathon this weekend. I ran a 12-minute mile for the first and kept pace around 15 minutes per mile after that. By mile 7, my legs felt heavy and leaden. By mile 11, I could feel some blisters forming under my toes. And yet, I still contemplated picking these up:




There were more bottles and cans that had been discarded. After I crossed the finish line, nothing really interested me besides stretching and icing my sore legs, but I did really wonder if there was a bag somewhere so I could pick up those bottles.

By the way, I finished the half-marathon (13.1 miles) in 3 hours 36 minutes. And the soreness is almost gone.