I crossed the finish line, received my finisher’s medal, collected my tchotchkes [including a very nice pair of flip-flops], and turned toward home. It was nearly 11:00 when I stepped off the Parkway. Eulogy would be opening for brunch. Tempting as it was, I missed the girls. Well, more importantly I wanted to tell them how Daddy blew up, Daddy walked, but Daddy didn’t quit.
When I came into the house, just past 12:30, Mariel greeted me at the door.
She saw the medal on my neck.
“Daddy!!! You won!!!”
I hadn’t thought so; but I may have been wrong.
Classic Philadelphia Distance Run: http://www.gmap-pedometer.com/?r=450609.
1999 PDR: http://www.gmap-pedometer.com/?r=450628
2006 PDR: http://www.gmap-pedometer.com/?r=450662
Someone whose day went way, WAY better than mine: http://www.xtri.com/article.asp?id=1860
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