i personally think you learn the most from failure.
i remember a piano concert I royally f***ed up back in junior high. i was sitting on the stool in front of the piano and for the life of me could not get Super Trouper to get from my brain to my fingers. Disaster…but I’ll never forget it.
early this summer Marcia and I agree to run another marathon (we ran Chicago in 2006). We signed up for Disney and hit the road.
then we realized we had a baby. and lived in the sticks.
a 45 min run had already become a 3 hour endeavor after we dropped Lola off somewhere. i quickly realized it was going to be very difficult to shoot weddings, train for a marathon and find time for anything else.
so i bailed so Marse could train.
nows she’s WAY hotter than she ever was before and I look like a fat man in a little coat.
we’re headed to FLA tonight and Marse runs on Sunday.
and I could not be more proud of her. i’m glad I can stand on the sidelines and take photos of her at least. i may even run the last 21k w her…but that depends on the nite before w shawn + nicole delaney.
I failed for no reason at all and i learned my lesson.
there will always be an excuse not to run. there will always be something else that needs my time. i guess I just needed to fail to realize that.
so it looks like we’re running Ottawa in June (may?). this time I’ll be on the starting line next to my wife.
Good luck Marmar. I’m so very proud of you. I love you more and more every day…even if you don’t have toenails anymore.
(here’s an old photo we took 3 years ago just before Chicago. it was all the sneakers we had gone through in the training process)