One
of my best students, one of Ms. Anthony’s favorite students, ran by our house
today in the Bass Pro Shops Marathon. We missed seeing her, probably because
she was a front runner, and by the time we made it out to the sidewalk to
cheer everyone on, they had been passing by for a while.
Neighbors
clapped and cheered with each passing runner, which was fun. Many of the
runners seemed to appreciate the applause, with a quick nod or wave, but just
as many could only breathe heavily. We are just short of the 16-mile marker, so
we felt sorry for them, knowing they still had 10 miles to go.
"Getting up early to make this sign was hard, too." That made me laugh, but I'm not sure what the runners thought. |
A surprising number of the runners were not, um, fit,
shall we say. But there they were, running, so you have to admire and respect
that. It made me think that I could do it, too, you know, start slowly, running
a bit today, a bit farther tomorrow, a bit more the day after that. Then, by
next November, there I’d be, flying by the house, waving at everyone, my first marathon.
So, I went in right away,
and ate chocolate pie until the feeling passed.