Well, no results so far. I figured there was no sense in sitting around....so what better time to slap the devil in the face and go out and do a 6.2-mile race 12 hours later!
Some may call me crazy for racing the same day from leaving the hospital... but I say if you ask your doctor, and he says, "it determines how you feel." (I take that as go racing) đ
A hot muggy race, not too fast for me at 54:04, but all things considering, I loved it!
What was so funny was hearing the little pac man devil demons running behind me, trying to jump on my shoulders....and I wouldn't let them. To say they were a little mad....is an understatement! đ
Anyhoo, this was the same exact race I did last year before I had to quit and armor up for battle. I hope the same thing does not repeat itself.
Yeah, I know I'm crazy.... but to me, it gives me strength to keep fighting.
In any fight.... you can't let the enemy see you sweating.
If the demons come back.... I will fend them off until perhaps I wear them out. They are such pesky little creatures.
What a freakin blast it is to be so alive on such a very special day!
I am one lucky dude indeed.
Happy Fourth of July, my friends!
Rock on!
Jonny, the guy who can't sit still...đ
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