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What an interesting run today. Woke up, went to work, on the way I learned that Eliud Kipcoghe missed a sub 2 hour marathon by just a matter of about 1 second per mile, average. Sure, it was under controlled conditions, in a group, with specially designed shoes. In the end, it was a marketing stunt. But it was still an amazing effort. I don’t even think I can sprint an appreciable distance at 4:35\/mi, forget about run that speed for almost 26.2 miles. His average ended up being 4:36\/mi. I get that most of this stuff is marketing, and I don’t want to fall for that nonsense. But forget the corporate crap, he still destroyed the current record at the distance, whether it was recognized or not. And apparently they used a drafting formation that hasn’t been done in a race before, per se. Which is interesting, I wonder if the elites may start adopting the wedge drafting formation to try and break records, which gets them more money. They can stay in formation for most of a race, trading spots, and then shoot it out at the end. Could be interesting to see.
\nAfter I got home, mind flooded with thoughts regarding the attempt at the unthinkable (please, totally thinkable, but I really think about 2 hours is the max, a few seconds either side). I had a lovely lunch of risotto, then went out and did my own run<\/a>. I should have taped up my busted toes, but oh well. For a good amount of the run I was just thinking about how on my best days, the guys who ran in Monza this morning were still almost twice as fast as I am. My marathon PR being in the 3:40s (ok ok 3:47:32). I mean what a long way from what the elites do. According to my Athlinks race profile, I’m top 21% in 5k times, yet only top 60% in marathon times. I comfortably do the distance (most of the time) but I just really fall off. I feel like I need to figure that out. Definitely the attempt at a sub 2 hour marathon had me thinking today.
\nThen for some reason, I ended up thinking about how thirsty recent exes were. I posted both times a couple of them embarrassed themselves on my personal Bookfaces. It’s so strange to me, because I really don’t see myself (most of the time) as anything special at all. But I was just thinking about how dickish of me to not even respond to one of their drunken DMs, and the other one “accidentally” liking a post of mine, then un-liking it. I think this was prompted by the news that two of my very good friends’ divorce was made final, and that apparently my father was divorced again. I literally have one person I wish it didn’t go to hell with in this world. No, it’s nobody you know! Seriously, even those of you who know me pretty damned well.
\nAt the same time, I’m glad I’ve been careful. I’m glad I’ve been very fastidious about wearing protection, wait. Fuck the euphemisms, condoms. I am very good about wearing condoms. Not saying I’ve been perfect about it, but we all make mistakes, and when that mistake has been made, I’ve still been extra careful about other things. More than that, as much as I wish I wasn’t so scared of marriage, relationships in total, and other stuff like that, I’m also glad I haven’t rushed off into something in the way most people do. I’d rather never have kids (even though I totally want to be a dad one day and hopefully have totally weird and happy kids) than rush off and have kids and make their lives miserable because I’m in a shitty relationship with someone. Kids should be given every chance to succeed and be happy, they shouldn’t be something used by parents. That includes someone facing down the start of a “new” decade on the planet. I will remain in no rush and let things happen as they will. Having kids because I feel like I’m under some artificial deadline for such things, imposed by society, is unfair to the kids. That goes against everything I believe in. I guess that’s all getting a little heavy for me right now. At the same time, it’s a small ego boost to know you’re making exes thirsty.
\nSo, I just need to keep my head down, and keep moving forward. There are more important things to worry about than me. I’m not saying I’m not important, but I really don’t have a problem sacrificing myself for the greater good. The fact of the matter is, if we are to accept the alternate timeline\/universe theory of things, I’m already dead. Infinite worlds, infinite possibilities, I’m pretty sure in a large portion of those I’m already dead. Of course, with infinity you don’t really get proportion, because it’s infinite. It will keep going. But that’s to say at every Planck time I either exist or I don’t. It’s true for all of us. Basically, everything is, and isn’t, all at once. A constant state of flux. what we experience is the “on” side. There are realities where I am married, have 17 kids, rule the world, and some where I died while writing this very post. But I can’t concern myself with those (for now, working on the calculus) and can only be focused on what I know here and now, and where I am here and now. Keep fighting for what’s right, Do what I can, when I can, and laugh as much as possible.
\nI know, right, laugh. Well today it’s just over those two sad sacks. That may be evil of me, it’s possible. But I don’t think so. Not like I’m some model, or business mogul, or athletic wonder, or amazing talent. No one special here, nothing to worry about, nothing to see here, keep moving. But still. Definitely gave me a smile, and lightened my load today when my legs were pretty tired, and my toes started hurting.
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