So I finish my lunchhour run at the Freshii to pick up a salad a few minutes ago, and this older dude in line looks at my watch, and points to his own garmin -same model - and says “nice watch, mate” in an aussie accent. I think, “fine. Want Salad”
So he then points to my shirt and says “you’ve done the ironman, then.” And I have no reign on my ego, so I say “oh ya, it was super hot, and tons of climbing on the run, and really tough that year.”
He goes: ya, my wife and I do a bit of running.
Me: mmmm. (inner thought bubble: 7k Fun Run).
Him: ya, around Australia.
Me: mmmm. (thought bubble: I wonder if they call them ‘fun runs’ in Australia, or something else). which part of Australia?
Him: Around Australia.
Me: I know – Sydney? Melbourne? (I’ve now exhausted my knowledge of Australia geography.)
Him: last year, we ran around Australia.
Him: A Marathon a Day.
Him: For 366 straight days.
Him: Oh – and I’m 70.
Turns out the dude is here speaking at the Ideas Conference on his experience … he and his wife ran 15,000 kms, a marathon every day, around the Perimeter of a freakin’ continent. ( http://www.runningrawaroundaustralia.com/ ).
I think I would crack like an egg dropped from a second-story window after 4 days. 5 days, tops.