P.R. Fitness team in Ann Arbor, even though I am moving an ultramarathon’s distance up Interstate 75.
|All top-shelf NB stuff for this team!|
Last night was the
swag-fest meeting for the Team and we had
a chance to get fitted for uniforms and all the rest For someone like me, this was like a little leaguer
being asked to join the Detroit Tigers. Despite
Ken and “New Balance” Dave’s heartfelt assertion that this team is not all about results
and is all about fun and representing our friends at Elite Feet, I couldn't help but notice that I was pretty much the sole little leaguer. I have labeled the fast people on the team
for your reference (I am not in the photo, but I am taking it).
All that said, I couldn’t care less. Rather than my midpacker race results, I may have been chosen for my enthusiasm, my international blogging fame, and my undeniable good looks…but that is all good. I was a little startstruck, to be honest. I think I may have inadvertently blurted out my
secret delusional intent
to register for and attempt to complete a 100-miler this fall. I may have eaten two slices of pizza. And two bread sticks. And yes, a glass of
regular coke. I may have done these
things, but no one made me feel anything but welcome and part of a great, great
Whether or not I am able to complete the kind of training necessary to attempt 100 miles, I am confident that each and every one of the guys and girls with the Elite Feet New Balance Team will be happily waiting for me at finish lines across Southeast Michigan with a smile and a pat on the back (probably after they have showered, napped, eaten, and collected their winning medals). Here is to 2012!