You can’t teach an old dog. Here’s the proof:
I’m thisclose to training again for the big one – a marathon.
First choice: The New York City Marathon in November. I have
registered and will know if I’m in on March 7. (You have to win a lottery
position; at least that’s the only way I see myself as getting a race slot.)
Second choice: Marine Corp in Washington, DC, in October.
Its lottery occurs on March 22.
Third choice: Toronto, same day as Marine Corp.
One of these will happen. Or at least that’s my goal. I had
thought, at one time, my last marathon would be in Nova Scotia, now three years
ago. Since that time I’ve suffered two injury setbacks – knee before Brooklyn
Marathon in 2015, and faceplant, before Bay Ridge Half Marathon, last year.
I have every intention of continuing to run for my life. But
I have missed doing the big race. So, this old dog is excited to soon be back
in training mode. Oh, yeah, I might be a lot wiser to be sticking with the
shorter stuff. At times, though, this blog is less about wisdom than childlike
passion.
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