Hello personal blog, it's been a while. Since we last met I freakin’ walked (easy with the running, I'm still chubby) a marathon. Even better the marathon was the Avon Breast Cancer Walk. Here are a couple of things I learned the day of the walk.
1. Men don't really participate. I was definitely a minority within a minority within a minority—a Latin guy named Jesús. It felt like I was walking with the cast of Big Love.
2. In physical challenges I need extra motivation. If it weren't for the wife I would have quit by mile 10.
3. I hate blisters but my favorite one is the one on my right foot; it's shaped like Louisiana.
Uno,
Jesus
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