Sunday, October 10, 2004

4:36:31!


Mile 16. Three miles into the bad pain.
The really bad pain didn't set in until mile 21.


Rule #1: Instruct the spectators how to cheer for you, and they won't let you down.


Rule #2: Promote yourself shamelessly and the other runners will encourage you in your hour(s) of need.


Post-race massage. I barely felt it through the pain.


One tired dog.


(sweat + evaporation) x 4 hours = salt
How cool is that? I made salt!

8 comments:

tim said...

Congrats on the first marathon. I have always admired anyone who can run 26.2 miles. And you're still smiling in the pics! The only way I can do a marathon is in a car with a full tank and snacks in the back. I may get hungry by mile 2. :)

serenaluchang said...

You making salt = bad ass.

palochi said...

Salty dawg.

That or maybe you rubbed up against a deer salt lick somewhere in the deeply wooded areas of Pilsen. Or not.

Congrats on the run. Very cool, indeed.

Megan said...

The new spokesman for Morton Salt, everybody!

:: claps ::

Seriously, I'm so proud of you. I thought of ya a lot that day! :)

Ryan said...

And here I had just assumed that the salt was the result of a spill in the lake during the Utah leg of the run.

Suefunky said...

Yeah Jake! That is a huge accomplishment! I am not surpristed by the added bonus of salt making, I always knew you were a fanatic multi-tasker.

Congratulations!!!

portuguesa nova said...

Congratulations--love the blog, by the way!

shower said...

babe, if given the chance, i would've licked that salt off ;)

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