Last weekend I finally ran my marathon. I promise to put up a picture or two in my next post once they become available from the photographers at the race. It was a pretty brutal experience but an enjoyable one at the same time. I was fine until mile 23 when everything seemed to fall apart. My quads and calves started cramping and it felt like it was a hundred degrees outside. I had to finally walk at mile twenty five for a few minutes. Towards the end, however, I was able to feed off the crowd and shuffle jog my way to within a hundred meters of the finish. Once there I looked up to see that my time was 3:59:20. I had not just run 26.1 miles to see my finishing time in over 4 hours so I took off "sprinting" as best I could for the final hundred and finished in 3:59:50. It was not until later that night I realized that my actual time was 3:58:20 due to the lag of time between when the clock started and when I actually crossed the starting line. Either way I had beat my goal of 4 hours and it was an awesome experience. Thanks to Christiana Troupe, Kim Patterson, and my family for coming out to support me!
On a more somber note, I was not selected to work on the Hawksbill Sea Turtle Recovery Program in Hawaii this summer. That makes for my tenth job rejection already in this early year. Positions in California, Florida Keys, Isle Royal, Virgin Islands, and Hawaii among others have all officially rejected my applications, leaving me with one small hope to work in the Missouri State Parks this summer. So much for finding a fun Summer job (
or even volunteer position) to help improve the enviornment instead of flipping burgers or gushing partially hydrogenated soybean oil onto people's popcorn. Oh well, there's always next year.
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