Brush with greatness

Even though I wanted to come home and pass out after work today, I knew I had to go for a little run. First it is what I do after a marathon. Second, I knew it would help me feel a little better as I came down with a touch of something this weekend. Finally, I needed to go down to the Georgetown Running Company to discuss some of the logistics of an idea that came to me last week (I am being intentionally vague because it might not be able to be pulled off and no reason getting into it right now).

So I shuffled my tired, sore butt down to GRC to talk things over with Ben, my go-to guy at the store. While discussing a few things about said idea, I also decided to try on some trail shoes for my upcoming 100 miler. Good thing because otherwise I would have left. Why is that good?

Well, mainly because I got to meet and briefly talk to (and get the autograph of) the current world record holder in the marathon, Paul Tergat!! He had come into the store to talk to one of the workers there and I was introduced to him. When told that I had done Fiddy2, he actually stopped writing his autograph and said: “Wow.”

That was one of the coolest words I had ever heard.