This whole ordeal got me thinking about timing and how life can change in mere seconds. The fact of the matter is, if I had been ten seconds faster or slower leaving my apartment, this wouldn’t have happened. How would my life be different if I was a 10 seconds earlier or later to everything? Would I meet different people and have totally different experiences? Would I have a totally different life? Thinking about all the possibilities is enough to make me go a little mad.
2011 has become all about timing for me. I’ve decided that this will be my amazing running year. No distractions. No excuses. After improving my time by 13-22 minutes each time I tackle the 26.2 (Twin Cities Oct ’08: 4:17, Twin Cities Oct ’09: 3:55, Grandma’s June ’10: 3:40, and Des Moines Oct ’10: 3:27), I want to see how low I can go. This year I want a sub 3:10. Yeah, I know it’s going to be hard work but I
In other news, I now have in my apartment so expect to hear from me a little more. I know that just made your weekend.