So what if I have stigmata?
I might have mentioned this, but maybe I didn't. I'm training for my
fourth marathon. I had trained for a fourth one years ago, but had a
flu right before so only did a half-marathon...
Wednesday I ran 11 miles. It was a poorly thought out route and I had
a complete crash because of low blood sugar. The type of crash that
leaves you throwing up and feeling dizzy. I guess that teaches me to
stop more than once for water in the middle of an 11 mile run in 73F
weather.
Oh yeah, and I got bloody nipples.
Like the kind that run blood down the front of your shirt and make you
look like you're the victim of a gunshot wound. The kind that make
people turn away in horror when they see you standing there dripping
in sweat with an endorphin filled grin on your face looking like some
wretched ghoul that could only be created in the darkest minds of
hollywood slasher flicks.
That's me, mr. stigmata.
Today I ran somewhere between fourteen and fifteen miles. I'm calling
it fifteen, but it was probably closer to 14.5. If anyone wants to
complain they're welcome to join me next Saturday.
Iain and Drake joined me for ten miles of the run. After the run, we
all enjoyed a nice breakfast at Mi Apa Latin Cafe.
I had a colada, guava y queso pastelito, jugo de mango, y pan con
juevos. Since I was bumming a ride from Iain and Drake, and I had put
them through a ten mile run (they're not training for anything, they
just felt sympathy for me and kept me company), I figured the least I
could do is pay for their breakfast.
When I went in to pay, that's when I realized that not only was I
drenched in sweat (but of course, I already knew this), but I also
realized the stigmata was back. It must have happened while we were
eating, because I had not noticed it before. But by the time
breakfast was over, I had two distinct blood stains on my shirt.
I guess it's a good thing that everyone at the latin cafe is Catholic,
otherwise they might have been grossed out by a guy dripping blood
from his body. Instead, they could just look at me as an affirmation
of their faith and a holy miracle.
Posted at: 16:50 on 07/02/2004
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