we ate one of the elite runners, a Kenyan named Valentine Orare.
That sounds awful, I bet he was tough...
Edit - Crap....slow on the draw
we ate one of the elite runners, a Kenyan named Valentine Orare.
Well, I'm back in my hotel room. I had a nice run. Not a PR, but I didn't train well this year due to other time commitments. So I am pleased. When I crossed over the bricks on the speedway, I looked to my left and Mario Andretti was on the other side of the barricades, cheering us on. I thought that was pretty cool. Now to shower and sleep until my stomach wakes me up and tells me it's time to eat everything in Indy.
I didn't run it but was there keeping dumb***** from running you guys over one guy tried to get around a barricade and cross the street during the biggest wave.
Thank you! It is comforting to see all the men and women in uniform all along the route. I am always impressed by how smoothly the day goes with that many participants and and spectators.I didn't run it but was there keeping dumb***** from running you guys over one guy tried to get around a barricade and cross the street during the biggest wave.
At one time in my life, I had a goal of runnining the mini. In those days, my normal routine was 10 miles every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. It took me about a year and a half, but I got my 10 mile time down to 90 minutes. Not record breaking by any stretch but not bad for a 200 pound guy. I'll never forget how great it felt to have what seemed like the endurance of a locomotive. That was almost 20 years ago. I had some medical issues that stopped me from running for a while and I never got back into it. These days, my back and other issues wouldn't let me do it again no matter how much I wanted to.
I missed my chance. It's great to see others accomplish what I couldn't though!
Never had Kenyan, what did it taste like?