This brutal summer has taken its toll.So, after long days of waffling back and
forth like a politician, I am dropping down to the 50M race.This is not only a defeat to my 100M goal,
but also a moral defeat to the Redhead, who always championed I attempt the 50M
first.Sure, she made this
recommendation out of love, some legitimate concern, and common sense—but I was
awfully intent on ignoring all of the above for as long a possible.I jest.This is the right choice and the safe choice for me right now.
Anyway, when I complete a 100M race after we are married,
then she will finally have a husband worth bragging about--to a very small
and select group of people who may actually care.