Last weekend was pretty great for me. I got up early on Saturday and ran twelve miles in under two hours. I am training for a half-marathon to be run in Missoula, Montana on July 13 and Saturday’s run was my final long training run. When it was over I felt strong and ready.
And then on Sunday I drove to Ellington Airport east of Hartford and jumped out of a plane from 10,500 feet. “Jumped out of a plane” is really a misleading description, though. In actuality, I was strapped to a veteran skydiver and together we fell out of a plane for about 5000 feet and 45 seconds before he pulled the ripcord and activated our chute. All I had to do was scoot forward out the doorway of the plane and then let gravity work its magic. It was utterly terrifying for about ten seconds and then pretty amazing for the rest of the fall.
All in all, a really good weekend.
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ReplyDeleteAnother dull weekend in what has clearly, if your blog is any indication, been a tragically dull life. Kidding, of course. Love your blog--it's insightful and entertaining. Best of luck in your 1/2 marathon; sounds like you are well-trainedD!
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