You may recall that on the last day of November — quite possibly while I was delirious upon completing yet another National Blog Posting Month — I made you guys a promise: That I would complete the half-marathon portion of the Pittsburgh Marathon.

You know, the one that’s being run on Sunday morning.

OK. As it turns out, training for a half-marathon is hard. Especially for a fat 43-year old.

Some other things:

  • Running during the third-snowiest month in the region’s history just doesn’t happen.
  • Running while I have the stomach flu doesn’t happen either.
  • Running while on vacation in Florida does happen, but wow, the beach seems like a much better idea.

Yeah, that’s all a bunch of crap. I didn’t do what I needed to do, and I ain’t running on Sunday morning. I am running, though — well, shuffling is a little more accurate — and I’m still going to keep that promise. I will run the half-marathon next spring, and I’ll get in at least a couple 5Ks or something longer in the interim. I owe it to you guys, and I owe it to me as well.

Here’s the interesting part. I’ve never been a huge fan of running, but once I got going this spring, I found that I wasn’t having a bad time. When I get up and run first thing in the morning, I find that I feel great for the rest of the day — my legs might be a little stiff and my knees might be a little sore, but to my surprise, I’m feeling good about this. Good enough that I’m going to keep going for a while.

I’m not running on Sunday, but I’ll be out there bright and early, helping to staff the water station at Mile-7.8, right in front of our glorious new casino. I’m looking forward to working with a bunch of fellow YinzTeamers at the station, but I’m also looking forward to cheering for a bunch of other YinzTeamers who are running — some as part of a relay, some running the half, and a few attempting the whole freaking thing. I’m proud to be helping out with one the city’s biggest annual events, but I’m more proud of my friends who are actually participating — and I look forward to joining them a year from now.

If you’re running tomorrow — and especially if I haven’t met you yet — let me know in the comments. I know we’re going to be busy at the water station — and I know you’ll be busy with the actual running — but I’d love to be able to look for you and yell a little extra loud as you hit 7.8. Good luck to all of you on Sunday!

The pic was stolen from a great little photo essay I saw in Runner’s World in advance of the Boston Marathon.


    1. We’re going to try to meet up with Chris (known in these parts as Grandpa) before he meet you guys tomorrow. You know, when he’s still able to speak…


    1. I plan on waiting until it’s unbearably hot before I start my competitive running career. See you Sunday!


    1. I didn’t get to meet you at Podcamp last fall, so be sure to yell when you get to our station.


  1. Yay for volunteers! I’m running the half and will keep an eye out. Good for you on making the call to not run and risk injury.


  2. I was supposed to be helping with water, but turns out I’ll be running the half. Look for me around 9:00! I’ll be the one DYING.


    1. I’m not buying a word of this “dying” crap; you’re going to do great. See you Sunday!


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