This is my blog post at E-Four-E p.m.

Last night my sister came over to babysit Bug so that Lorso and I could go see Spirit of the Marathon. Bug luuuuuuurvs his Aunt S, and was anxious for her to arrive, so to get him to stop whining his mind off of the wait, I told him that she would arrive when the clock said six-oh-oh. And man, he was on that clock like white on rice. Every number change was announced to me loudly, like “Mama! NOW it says five-E-L! Five-E-L, Mama!” which, of course meant 5:37. He did this for 25 minutes, I kid you not.

The movie was one Lorso had heard about and wanted to see, since he runs half-marathons and whatnot. And I’m always a sucker for a documentary. I mean, it doesn’t really matter what the topic is, if you have good voice over and dramatic music, I can be ALL ABOUT volcanos or toy poodles or Millard Fillmore.

This one did not disappoint – it followed 6 runners as they prepared for the Chicago marathon and interspersed marathon tidbits along the way. All with a full orchestra score. It was awesome. It was only being shown for one night (although at the end it said that due to popular demand there would be an encore performance) and all the runners of Atlanta were out to see it. There were those “26.2” stickers scattered all over that parking lot. You know, they should make you have to register to get one of those things. I mean, it would be awfully easy for just any old person to just slap that on their bumper and reap the image benefits. Whatever those benefits are. I think marathon runners are straight up crazy, so it’s not going to improve my view of anyone.

The movie was inspiring though, even for me. I turned to Lorso when it was over and said, “That movie has given me a goal – I am going to hand out water at a marathon. I mean, I’ll have to start small, you know, with a couple of 5Ks, then maybe a 10K, but maybe by summer I’ll be in the big leagues!”

But now that I think about it, you have to get up awfully early for that.


1 Joe T. { 01.25.08 at 4:51 pm }

26.2 December 1984 Mississippi Marathon
4 hours 16 minutes to finish
It was one of my life goals.
Couldn’t do it now if my life depended on it (at least not without a lot of training, and since I haven’t done any running in over ten years, that would be tough).
Is Lorso aiming toward such a goal?
If he is, would you hand out water for him?

2 Ali Rougeux { 01.25.08 at 5:07 pm }

You should hand out water at the ING Marathon in March! I’ll be there… but running the half this year.

By the way, I just want to tell you again how happy it made me to see you and your boys last year at mile 10.

3 racher { 01.25.08 at 6:22 pm }

These are two of the people I consider crazy. But Ali, only because you run marathons. My dad is a different story.

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