{Marathon Monday}

Now that I’m no longer on a tropical island, Mondays seem a lot more daunting.

Sand Between My ToesWithout the sand between my toes, life is just a little…blah. A lot blah, actually. But really, can you blame me?

Of course, there’s really no reason for me to dread a Monday, besides the general hopelessness of it all; school’s out for summer, I don’t have a job (Pathetic? Yes.), nothing really bad happens on Mondays…  But they are so far away from Saturdays.  They’re just hopeless.  Ah, well.  It is what it is.  If not Mondays, there would be Tuesdays.  There’s always something, isn’t there?

Since I firmly believe Mondays should be as pain-free as possible, I am including a video of my sister’s very painful weekend marathon, so we can all sit around in front of our computer screens and be thankful it isn’t us panting through 26.2 miles with a dead iPod™.

That’s right, my friends—her iPod™ died three songs into her marathon.  That’s not even an entire mile’s worth of music.  She did have her cell phone with her, so she texted me and I was able to switch mine with hers, but we weren’t able to meet up until mile 23.   That’s a lot of hours to be jogging with no music; I’m pretty sure I would have quit.  Or died.

Anyway, when we finally met up, she didn’t want to expel the energy to run toward me at the sideline of the race course {can you blame her?}, so I ran right along with her as we were making the iPod™ switch.  I probably only ran 50 paces, but it was exhausting—just listen to how breathless I am in this video clip:

And also, did you see how perky she looked at 00:53?  I can guarantee that if I had been jogging for more than three hours STRAIGHT—and been awake since 4 a.m.—with no functioning iPod™, I would not have been smiling; I probably would have been growling.  Viciously.

I know I made a fool of myself, but my sister said later that my pep talk really helped buoy her spirits when she needed it most.  Maybe she was lying—probably she was—but even still, I like to think that I played at least a small roll in her grand success.  I mean, it’s nice to feel needed.  It’s nice to be important, but it’s more important to be nice.  There is no “I” in “TEAM.”  (Thank you, high school motivational posters, for sending me out into the world with a complete repertoire of useless clichés—I still can’t divide fractions, but I know that if at first I don’t succeed, I should try until I do.)

So there you have it, friends.  My sister ran a marathon—second in her life (plus one half one).  Though I never aspire to such great heights, I nevertheless think it’s an amazing feat to have achieved.

[But I’m still glad it’s not me who’s sore today.]

Happy Monday!

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14 Responses to {Marathon Monday}

  1. Chloe says:

    Wow. I’ll never be able to do that! I’m so bad at sport…
    Congrats to your sister!
    And happy Monday!

  2. Me says:

    Your pep talk probably really did help her. I know a girl here who almost gave up on her last marathon at about that point, but her Dad cheered her on and she made it because of him. I don’t know how you could go 23 and not 3 more, but I’m none to talk because I can’t even go 1.

  3. jethro says:

    Awesome video, way to encourage! Is the marathon going uphill at mile 23? Yecch! I definitely could NOT do it. Way to go, marathoners.

  4. kayleen says:

    go adele (sp?)! she has far too much energy and commitment.

  5. Holly Decker says:

    you are an AWESOME encourage-er. and yes, i am positive thats a word.
    so, if i ever run a marathon… will you come and cheer me on? how could i not keep going if you were there?
    Adell is lucky.
    and i am way proud of her!! yay adell!!!

  6. anna says:

    I still can’t figure this marathon thing out… sure it’s a great accomplishment, but aren’t there plenty of other ways to feel accomplishment that don’t leave your body feeling sore, beaten and on the verge of breaking down??

  7. Whitney says:

    Camille If I were running that pep talk would have helped me too! Adell pretty much rocks my world right now. and hello… shes tiny! I see her running all the time around the “hood”. You are such a wonderful sister to go and support her

  8. ann marie says:

    So that’s what it looks like on video when your running next to someone to exchange Ipods.. he-he..
    What a good motivater you are!
    Did you like Utah? How long were you here?

  9. Jami says:

    I am pretty sure that I don’t EVER want to run a marathon. It seems like it would take years off your life. But Adell is amazing. She is skinny, and hott, and perfect! AH, I wish I could hate her, but she is nice too!

  10. What a good sister you have.

    I’m with you: I would rather die than run a marathon.

    And I love that 3 miles isn’t that much when you’re running 26.something miles, yet I couldn’t even run three miles!

  11. I’d shoot shoot myself.
    Loved your pep talk!

  12. Congrats to your sister! And nice pep talk.

    One of my life dreams that is without a doubt going to be unfulfilled: run the Boston Marathon. Oh well, though. I’ve got other things going for me I guess.

  13. raygon says:

    Yea Adelle. How could she have even made it that far without an I pod?

    By the way, your cinematography skills are terrible. I got sea sick watching that. :)

  14. Rachel says:

    I loved the film. I really admire anyone that can do a marathon. It’s something I would love to do but just know I will never be bothered enough to actually train! I was visiting my sister the other week and her husband ran 18 miles before breakfast just for fun and then went out for a long walk in the afternoon. CRAZY!!!

    Just started reading your blog and am quickly getting hooked! :)

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