at mile 10, we found it in us to break the 11 mile record. we called it a day at a half marathon. hands in the air, breaking the imaginary tape. i suppose that’s the funny thing about marathon training, running, or life in general, once you break that barrier, you have a new perspective, a new base. if i can do 11 miles, why can’t i do 13? if i can do 13, why can’t i do 16?
what do you talk about for 93 laps, around and around. well for one, we made plans for our next races. that could have been the crazy talking, or maybe we were 