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Stairs are evil. After a marathon, stairs are simply evil.
Public apologies to the woman in front of me at the base of the Queensboro bridge. When I said, “I’m going to beat you this time, you b%tch,” I was talking to the BRIDGE. Not to you. I swear. I wasn’t even LOOKING at you. I was looking down at the bridge, which kicked my ass two years ago. Not this time, though. This time, I TORCHED that bridge’s ass.
To prove that the only easy day was yesterday (SEALs motto,) today I was back to pitching, landing placements for clients in the Toronto Star, and Good Day New York, a Forbes meeting, and a radio interview for AirTroductions. Although, it was easier than you’d think. I sat on my ass and pitched. And every conversation had the fact that I ran a marathon yesterday worked into it, you can bet your bottom dollar.
I want to know who media trained Lance Armstrong. They did an amazing job. Read the article in USA today? Wow – he totally knows the right things to say.
We’ll be back to PR and such tomorrow morning. I’m off to get another night of sleep.
One thought – Ever notice how if you create terms and say them strongly enough, they become real and part of the lexicon? My term for the week? “Caloric Negative.” Ex: Doesn’t matter that I had that Pizza and Ben and Jerry’s this week. I’m running a Marathon on Sunday, so no matter how much I eat, I’m still Caloric Negative for the week.
Use it. Spread it far. Last word I spread was when I was at AOL and the Web was just starting out: Updation. “Oh, are you kidding me? That site sucks – they’ve got NO updation. I’m still reading things from last week.”
And below? Me at mile 19. I’m smiling because I just passed my team’s gathering point, and it was a total energy boost to see them, cheering me on from in front of the White Castle at 1st Avenue and 103rd St. Mmm… White Castle.