See Dog Run

Your talking dog finished today’s ING New York City Marathon in a stunningly mediocre finishing time of 5 hours 40 something minutes… thus, reversing the effectiveness of last year’s strategy of running Washington, D.C.’s Marine Corps Marathon a week before… this year, evidently, I didn’t fully recover from the earlier marathon (perhaps driving back from it wasn’t the greatest of ideas…). Live and learn… we’ll have to consider this in planning next year’s mishugas.
The City came out in its usual gigantic and enthusiastic numbers, Mrs. TD and the Loquacious Pup and Mr. Crabcakes were out on the course cheering, along with millions of others. At this, my fifth NYC in a row since the life-changing and life-affirming post 9-11 NYC Marathon, I’ll probably keep the streak alive as long as my physical condition enables…
I find the physical exhaustion followed by the complete mental and emotional release put me in a state of balance and relaxation that are necessary to deal with our country turning into a South American military junta (hat tip to Bruce the Veep.) I suggest everyone out there find some similar release… dark times are ahead, it seems.