I faked a marathon on Sunday. It was actually quite simple. All you have to do is run in the California International Marathon and pick the last leg. Then, the thousands of people who come to cheer for the real runners, think you’re incredibly awesome and amazing. It’s a huge confidence booster. The only downside? You’re miserably cold afterwards in 48 degree weather, drenched in sweat. (Which is why I’m wearing Chelsea’s boyfriends jacket which is about 20 sizes too big.)
Side note: For those people who have family in Sacramento and have suggested running a race together someday– this one would have been perfect. Uh huh. Yeah. See you next year.