Yesterday we went down to the Calgary Marathonto watch my brother Mark run across the finish line. He ran the full Marathon. We are pretty proud of him. It's quite a feat to make your feet run 42 km. In fact, I can't even fathom it!
And to consider this was his first (and probably only according to him) marathon, coming in 346 / 694 people is pretty darn good I would say. I was expecting him to be just barely getting to the finish line, but he ran through like he was still able to run another 10k!
346 248/434 M 19/26 Male 4:10:12 Mark Taylor
I saw lots and lots of people cross the finish line. I tell you, it made me feel like I should be able to get my butt in gear more often. I mean, those people had determination. I couldn't believe how some of them barely dragged themselves across, but they did it. Kudos to all of them. That's mental power I'm not sure I have.
Then I saw these four ladies. Middle aged, overweight, I think they were sisters. I'm betting one of them was at least 200 pounds. They walked the 1/2 marathon in a time of little over 4 hours. 4 hours. wow. That's 21 km in 4 hours. Ok, that gave me motivation. I'll probably never run a marathon but maybe someday I'll walk.....
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