By now, dear readers, you may have heard the news. Ross has (understandably) bowed out of the early winter 2012 marathon agenda to focus on school and not going bankrupt. These seem like good reasons.
As for the marathoning, that leaves me and Gordon going a deux, which is fine, if not a little sad. The good news is that Oliver has expressed an interest in running Disney. Just like that, one friend is swapped for another. How fickle.
Now, I know what you're saying. Sam, every time you bring up that big fat bag of shit getting back in shape, it's like watching Lucy pluck the football away from Charlie Brown's earnestly swung leg. Yeah, yeah. But this time it's different, you see. This time, Dear Uncle Walt is involved, and we all know that Oliver can't say no to him. Sure, the question still remains as to whether it's Oliver or myself living in the Land of Make-Believe, but we'll know soon enough--once we get something nailed down with registration.
Disney is probably somewhere in the low double digits when it comes my ranked preferences among the early winter marathons. But, hey, who am I to complain if Gordon took the time to Google a JPEG of Mickey Mouse and post it on the blog? I am game for anything as long as I can complete my dream of dominating the Made-Up Upstate Mile Series (Wilber-Duck, Ithaca Festival, Charlie McMullen, East End) in 2012. Running Disney in January gives me time to do that, so game on.
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