Gut Rumbles

March 05, 2005

Places to go

I'm about to go to Hospice and visit my mama.

I was looking at some pictures I have and I wish I could make my scanner work correctly, because I would post the one on my desk right now. It's my mama crossing the finish line in the Savannah Marathon she ran at Hunter Field when she was 50 years old.

Dad bought her this ridiculous hat with wings on it, kinda like Mercury or the FTD Florist guy, and mama wore it through the entire run. Her time was slightly over FIVE HOURS, but she was grinning like a dog eating cat-shit as she crossed the finish line. She was proud of herself, as well she should have been. Her longest run before then was 15 miles, but she did 26.2 with no problem.

She finished third in her age group and won a trophy in that race. Not many 50 year-old wimmen can run a full marathon. But my mama did.

I told you before: I come from good stock.


I'd say not many 50 year olds I know could run one mile without keeling over. A marathon - that's something to be proud of. That hat story reminded me of the Flying Nun. Hope your Mama's feeling better today. I know it's not easy, but just be there for her. She already knows how you feel about her.

Posted by: Dash on March 5, 2005 10:45 AM

I'll bet your kids will tell the good stories about you when they are your age. That "good stock" carries on I have found.

Posted by: Tom S on March 5, 2005 11:11 AM
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