NYC ING Marathon


What an exhausting day, at the marathon.

Oh, no, I didn’t run it.  I watched.  And I was beat before the race ended – between getting up before noon to take the train in, drinking my first beer whilst watching my friend make her signs, and walking all the way to the 6 train, yowza! That’s a lotta movement for a Sunday.

Tack on standing around watching people run; by the time it was 2:30 I needed a snack and a nap.

Mexican food?  Well, stick a fork in me, I’m done.

In all seriousness though, congrats to everyone that ran the marathon.  I didn’t get to see a single person I went into the city to cheer on, and got home at 6:00 exhausted, sore and starving, but it was a great day.

Is it weird to complain about back pain after watching someone else exercise?  I think it was sympathy pain, and I want to eat a bucket of fried chicken as sympathy recovery meal.

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