During Sunday’s race I:
•looked behind me several times for Adam (BECAUSE HE WAS BEHIND ME! 12 MINUTES BEHIND ME!).
•hopped into the sidewalk to throw out a snotty Kleenex in the garbage…had to run around people and slow down at garbage can to do so.
Do you think these things took 23 seconds? I do. Damn…that means if I’d looked ahead and thrown my snotty tissue on the ground…I very well may have made my goal!
I’m not sure if that makes me feel better or worse…