At the half marathon I saw a barefoot runner. I don’t understand how that can even be remotely comfortable. I wonder if the guy was also watching where he stepped as he ran. Was he dodging acorns and pebbles? Dips in the pavement? I would’ve like to question him about it later.

There was also a guy running with a cast on his arm. I saw him at the 18 16-ish mile run too. I can only imagine how gross the inside of his cast is. Maybe it’s one of those waterproof ones so that he can attempt to flush out all of the sweat while training for a marathon.

I had a pebble or something in my shoe, and I ran with it bothering me for about four miles before I finally stopped to fish it out. Retying my running shoes around eight miles proved to be something I wouldn’t recommend. Tie shoe. Run. Find that shoelace is too tight. Stop and retie shoelace. Run. Shoelace is still too tight. Stop. Rinse. Repeat.

Around mile 11.5 there was a wooden deck on a bluff with steps, I couldn’t see where the steps led to but I’m guessing either a beach or a pier, or both. Anyhow, on the deck was a pair of high heeled shoes. But here’s the thing, I don’t know where the person who belonged to the shoes was. Had they been there all night? I wonder what size they were?

The course was an out and back, which means that you ran for 6.55 miles and then turned around and came back. I watched for my brother to pass me for about thirty minutes before I actually saw him. It’s a good thing he had on the lime green knee-high compression socks that matched his t-shirt, there were a lot of runners with green shirts on, but only one with matching knee-high compression socks.

Spiderman, Spiderman, does whatever a spider can. Early into the run I passed over a Spiderman action figure on the path. I thought about picking him up, he’s probably never come along on a half marathon before. I looked for him on my way back but didn’t see him. Someone else probably picked him up and crossed him over the finish line.

My feet ache. Do I need new shoes?

I wonder I can finish in time to make it to a yoga class.

Why am I getting stupid songs stuck in my head??? Tie A Yellow Ribbon ’round The Old Oak Tree? Or how about: Who Let the Dogs Out?  And then there was Saturday In The Park. Ugh.