Today we write about: the marathon.
The NHL lockout finally ended this weekend, after several marathon bargaining sessions. A shortened season is set to begin later this month and I'm looking forward to sharing Canucks hockey with my son.
I made my less than triumphant return to the gym this morning, after time away due to the holidays and, more excusably, the flu. Hoping to get back on some sort of regular schedule now that all that is in my rear-view mirror.
Either way, I'm pretty sure I'm going to be sore tomorrow.
Because I am already sore right now.
The finish line
Must be retreating.
That it is not
That's the sole reason,
Not physical depletion,
That I shall never
Ever reach completion.