{"id":10528,"date":"2017-03-19T21:48:36","date_gmt":"2017-03-20T01:48:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.runkevinrun.com\/?p=10528"},"modified":"2017-03-19T21:48:36","modified_gmt":"2017-03-20T01:48:36","slug":"the-modesto-marathon-a-successful-failure","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/?p=10528","title":{"rendered":"The Modesto Marathon – A Successful Failure"},"content":{"rendered":"

Seven seconds.\u00a0 I missed my Boston Qualifying time by seven seconds.\u00a0 Not that hitting the 3:15:00 time would’ve gotten me INTO Boston, but it was my BQ time… and would’ve netted me a “I BQ’d At Modesto” t-shirt.<\/p>\n

The weather was good, and save for Mount Modesto (the affectionately named bridge with an elevation ascent of 113 feet, 4 inches), the course was almost entirely flat.\u00a0 It should have been an easy BQ course for me… and yet, it was not.\u00a0 I just couldn’t seem to push any faster; I couldn’t seem to dig any deeper; I just couldn’t get it done.\u00a0 And so while a 3:15:07 is a pretty good time, it feels oddly… disappointing to me.\u00a0 Maybe it was seeing the fully-geared Army officer running the race or the quadripilegic pushing himself on a skateboard out on the course but I feel like I should’ve been able to do more, to get this one done.\u00a0 If these brave, mighty individuals who were enduring far tougher conditions that I in my wicking t-shirt and shorts could do such amazing things, why couldn’t I move my keister a little feister… er, faster?<\/p>\n

I have no excuse save that I failed.\u00a0 Today was a failure.\u00a0 It’s been a long time since I really felt like I blew it… albeit in other avenues of my life I’ve been feeling that quite a lot having aged up into new bracket territory.\u00a0 The lines on the face are deeper, harsher; the recovery from runs takes longer; life itself has highlighted that the sands of time are ever faster rushing down through the hourglass and never back up.<\/p>\n

This morning was a failure.\u00a0 A failure of character.\u00a0 Of spirit.\u00a0 Of soul.<\/p>\n

I’m in a melancholy state.<\/p>\n

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Oddly, despondent over missing the BQ by THAT much, I should have been overjoyed when the Beer\/Wine Garden security wouldn’t let me in without ID as I looked “under 30.”\u00a0 When I insisted on taking photos to document such a momentous occasion, they relented figuring no one under 30 would be that thrilled to be turned away.\u00a0 I had a sangria as a result.<\/p>\n

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Oh, and I got a free photo with a Cool Cow.\u00a0 It’s udderly charming.<\/p>\n

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Sorry, I had to milk it.<\/p>\n

A quick note on the medal — I think it’s supposed to be an iPhone.\u00a0 Why is it an iPhone?\u00a0 I have no idea.\u00a0 It’s inscrutable.<\/p>\n

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Seven seconds.\u00a0 Though in truth the 2017 cutoff wound up being 2 minutes and 9 seconds UNDER The qualifying time… so I was REALLY 2 minutes and 16 seconds off.<\/p>\n

That point of view doesn’t help.<\/p>\n

Sigh.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Seven seconds.\u00a0 I missed my Boston Qualifying time by seven seconds.\u00a0 Not that hitting the 3:15:00 time would’ve gotten me INTO Boston, but it was my BQ time… and would’ve netted me a “I BQ’d At Modesto” t-shirt. The weather was good, and save for Mount Modesto (the affectionately named bridge with an elevation ascent […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10528","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10528","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=10528"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10528\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=10528"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=10528"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=10528"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}