“There will be days you don’t think you can run a marathon. There will be a lifetime of knowing you have.”
I ran 26.2 miles of Santa Rosa pavement on Sunday, crossing the finish line after 4 hours, 1 minute and 17 seconds to join the 0.1 percent of the population who has run a marathon.
I didn’t accomplish my goal of qualifying for the Boston Marathon. I didn’t even accomplish my fallback goal of running my first marathon in less than four hours. But I also never gave up, and that is a worthy accomplishment, especially because I was almost unfit to run the race in the first place.
Everything seemed to come crashing down on me in the days before the Santa Rosa Marathon. My daughter caught some kind of nasty stomach bug that induced a full day of vomiting on Wednesday. I came down with a bad cold that abruptly turned into a full-fledged sinus infection on Thursday...