As I listened to the song, these lines seemed especially relevant to me:
It's funny how some distance
Makes everything seem small
In my loopy mind, navigating the minefield of rocks during the second loop, alternate, relevant lyrics presented themselves to me:
The moon glows white on the minefield tonight
Not a runner to be seen
A second loop of isolation,
And it looks like I'm the queen.
The heat is stifling like this high heart rate inside
Couldn't keep it down, heaven knows I tried!
Other favorite quotations from the race, which also shed some light on the conditions of the race, as well as our mental states:
"This is probably a bad idea, but . . . " -- both me and Edward, before each of us immersed ourselves up to our necks in mystery creek water on the second loop.
"Do you need to take a dump?" -- practical question, though I can't remember being asked that by a gentleman ever before.
"I'm peeing." -- I see a theme here.
"You're one tough cookie." -- best compliment ever, from Edward
(After the race): "Hey guys, guess how much sodium was in that big pickle I just ate? 390 mg . . . oh wait, that's just per serving. The serving size is . . . 1/9 of a pickle?? Holy crap! What's going to happen to me? Matthew, do you know CPR?"
Pre-race, pre-sweat |
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