I ran a marathon over the weekend. It was the first since my "other first" in 2003 (when I decided to never run another marathon). It was hard. Really ... really ... hard. But I made it, got the medal, the shirt, and went back to my hotel room.
In my hotel room fridge was a post-marathon beer waiting to be opened and enjoyed. That was until I discovered I didn't have an opener. Are you kidding me? That one beer was a huge motivation for the 26.2!
That's until I looked at the marathon medal hanging on my chest and had an idea... watch the video: