Ultra-marathons equal ultra-blisters

I have a habit of setting goals. I am not alone in this although some of my goals may put me in a category unto myself. Before I reached the age of twenty-five I wanted to roast a turkey. I thought this would somehow prove my leap into adulthood and domesticity. I count the goal as having been achieved even though, technically, I roasted a chicken instead of a turkey. I figure one is just a smaller version of the other. The grand occasion was the celebration of Canadian Thanksgiving while living in Florida. There weren't a whole lot of Canadians to celebrate with so a chicken was all that was called for.

My other goals have included cooking a roast beef, walking a marathon and getting a tattoo, before turning thirty-five. You can laugh, it's okay. I have roasted the beef and now walked/ran a marathon. Now all that is left is that tattoo....

Yesterday Darren and I walked an ultra-marathon in eight hours and fifty-three minutes. We ran across the 42 km marathon mark in amazement that we could actually run, and then continued on to finish the 56 km course, running our way across the finish line (thank God it was a downhill). I am thankful that Darren decided to join me on this goal setting adventure as it would have been boring without him and it is always fun achieving goals with him. He has been my sous-chef for my domestic milestones and my athletics partner for the crazy "what was I thinking" adventures. While he may hold my hand during the tattoo event I dare say he won't be getting his own. Don't worry, the tattoo will not be the normal head-turning variety. You may not even notice it is there it will be so small. I have another couple of years before my personal deadline passes and I won't be upset if I decide against it in the end. I am a pain wimp after all and I may not be able to decide on the what, where and when. But it is fun to think about.

As for my other goals in life, finishing my Master's is certainly one of them and blog writing is difficult to fit into the schedule, unless of course you want to read my thesis, chapter by chapter....I didn't think so.