7% of these people are triathletes. 100% of them have complexes about it.
Dear Humble Readers of The Running Log,
I have been tasked with offering a counterpoint to DJ’s race review (see the last post). As an amateur blogger and former resident of Washington, DC, I fancy myself an expert on most every topic. So why not add marathons to my repertoire, right? Right.
Once upon a time, there was a Grandma’s Marathon….
Things we do pre-Grandma’s Marathon:
- Stop on the drive up at Pump-N-Munch. Because it’s called “Pump-N-Munch.”
Urge to run away rising...rising...
WEATHER: Prettiest day in weeks. 85-ish and not-that-humid.
MILES THIS WEEK: Very few.
WHERE TO: Around.
Tomorrow I fly to the great Midwest to take part, once again, in Grandma’s Marathon, a grand northern Minnesota tradition. And so C. and I will trek to the great north woods and make the annual Two-Harbors-to-Duluth journey.
But first, we have to go to the pre-race expo.
The pre-race expo is a magical place, a place full of joy and informative talks about pre-race nutrition and amazing discounts on name-brand running gear. It’s an all-out running geekfest, where elites and novices alike come together to celebrate one of mankind’s greatest and oldest pastimes.