A bunch of 5k´s and 10 k races, one half marathon and I am currently training for the Chicago Marathon, which I will run rain or shine on October 11th 2015.
I am scared shitless right now!!! I have done a long 30k run and it was not pleasant!!!
I felt a lot of pain, my legs felt like cinder blocks and I was mentally defeated for a little while there.
The distance of a marathon is 42 k (26.2 miles for those gringos that are reading this). And I started farting at km 27. Not cool dudes!!!
Nevertheless, I have been reading that the last kms or miles of the race are completed based on guts...true grit!!! Muchos cojones!!!
So I have a few weeks to develop those cojones and try to be mentally ready for the task.
Again..I am anxious because I am stepping into the unknown, but not like unknown space, or a fucking calculus test, I am talking about an unknown dimension of pain and suffering. I know there is going to be agony, I signed for it and I am training like a motherfucker to overcome it, but I would like to know the feeling before feeling it. Nevertheless, the only way to feel it is to do it.
So, here I come Chicago, hope there is a lot of toilet paper around because I feel like I will be shitting myself!!!
26.2 miles...FUCK ME!!!!!
You gotto love Nick Nolte´s mugshot...CLASSIC!!!!
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