So what would I do in 2016 if I could do anything I wanted?
One answer was I would run a half marathon-- with a friend or two.
|While the sky is apparently falling, Ms Brenda and two friends prepare to run the Yellowstone Half Marathon|
|We bought matching running shirts.|
|Mile 8. Really.|
And I stayed on my feet until mile 11. And then I fell on my face.
But I got back up and brushed myself off (literally) and I kept going. Like I was some kind of Olympic athelete.
And I finished, And I got a medal. A finisher's medal. Because I finished.
And we wore the medals all the next day. (And maybe parts of the next several days.) And we posed in front of a giant jackalope and the American flag.
And sang the star spangled banner.
And when I showed my medal to a competitive friend of mine, he said, "Oh, did everyone get a medal?" And I said, "No, they only gave them to people who finished."