Somewhere over the continental USA…
It’s a good thing I double checked my dates. Turns out my last marathon of 2017 is Saturday and not Sunday like I’d been thinking.
It’s another repeated event, this time in Jacksonville. They claim to have one of the fastest courses in the USA. We will see if I can qualify for Boston. I’ve got that potentially official one from Croatia but I’d prefer having one pre-approved by the BAA. Bureaucracy and I do not always get along so the less paperwork I personally need to do the better.
I’m a little worried coming off the Honolulu one a scant six days prior but let’s give it a go.
I Good Samaritan’d my seat in the flight back today, mainly because I was sick of the whining from the passenger and the flight crew. I hate middle seats and my cramping, stiff legs would have preferred my pre-booked aisle. I begrudgingly, grumblingly traded seats so I scored zero points for karma… but given American Airlines ongoing general disdain for me as a frequent flier, a passenger and a human being, can anyone blame me?