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12 February 2009

trample the weak. hurdle the dead.


on the morn of this sunday february fifteenth two thousand and nine of the common era my magic running sticks will again carry me twenty-six and one fifth miles... this time around downtown austin, texas, of these united states of america, beginning at seven of the clock ante meridiem central standard time on congress avenue, just south of the capital building of this great state.

said sticks carry me approximately one mile every nine minutes and fifty seconds and so i expect to finish the distance close to eleven and one half of the clock ante meridiem central standard time.

i hate running, but this day will be packed full of magic and i once again possess sticks to exploit said magic.

check the full course map here:


yes i will be wearing short shorts.

posted by paul on Thu 12 Feb 2009 at 02:25:41 est (-05:00)


Good luck Sir. Still hoping to run my first one in the next little while. A lot of work.

posted by Kane on Fri 13 Feb 2009 at 02:26:00 est (-05:00)

Nice boots, bambino. Please tell me those are your legs, too. Look like them! And contrats, seriously.

posted by Diane on Mon 23 Feb 2009 at 04:15:09 est (-05:00)

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