THE L.A. MARATHON AND SAXOMAN IS THERE - WHAT?

OK, now before you get too excited yes, SAXOMAN was at the L.A. Marathon this past Sunday but SAXOMAN was not running in the marathon. That would mean giving up precious time on my sofa that could be better spent listening to music and watching Asian cinema HAHA! No SAXOMAN was there to support the wife (aka Mrs. Saxoman) who was actually running in her first marathon! What? Yep, I kid you not. The wife had diligently trained for 6 months and on race day she was primed and ready to go! From Dodger Stadium to Santa Monica this was a 26.2 mile journey. Now as the race unfolded the wife was running stride for stride with the Kenyan's. Look at that little girl go everyone said! WOW, an amazing feat from this unknown runner. Maybe she's Ethiopian people wondered. HAHA! Now SAXOMAN met the wife at the halfway point (the Hollywood Chinese Theater) to provide a quick snack and a cool drink. As I was waiting I was killing time with characters dressed up like Captain America as well as the Hulk. I also saw several wanna-be rappers trying to peddle their home made cd's to unsuspecting Asian tourists. Oh well..... I also saw runners dressed up as Batman, Robin and a green leprechaun! Now after I met the wife I walked around the corner to where my car was parked (in front of Hollywood High) and there was an In-an-Out Burger. On my! Not knowing when I was going to eat and knowing the wife would still be running for a while I decided to stop in and get me a double-double. Now one of the odd things I noticed was that as I was eating I saw several runners coming in to get a double double as well! What? Yep, I guess runners get hungry too. I dunno.....I just don't see how you can run with that stuff sloshin' around your stomach. Oh well....Anyway, SAXOMAN then made it to Santa Monica (the finish line) to wait for the wife. Parking at the pier I had to walk a pretty good distance to get near the finish line. I was exhausted by the time I got there. I can just imagine how the wife must of felt. So I get a text message telling me the wife is done! What? already? This must be a world record or something. As I found my wife she seemed more refreshed then me! I saw other marathoners that looked like they were ready to die but not the wife. She was as happy and excited as can be. The medal shown here is the actual medal that the wife won. A great time and a big congratulations to the wife (aka Mrs. Saxoman).