“I’m given her all she’s got captain!” says Scotty, engineer for the Star Trek Entrerprise. I heard Scotty shouting those words in my mind as I attempted a 12 mile run today. 12.21 miles to be exact. I wondered if my body was going to fall apart around the 10 mile mark.
At 10 miles my stomach did some type of cartwheel and I thought I was going go throw-up. But I did not.
Scotty says, “Captain, all we’ve got left is impulse power!”
At 10.5 miles my stomach did another interesting movement and I thought I was going to throw-up. But I did not.
Scotty says, “Captain, she can’t take anymore. She’ll break apart!”
I finished my 12.21 mile run in 2 hours, 7 minutes. Not the time I hoped for.
Apparently I need to retrofit my warp engines and check my dilithium crystals for any hairline cracks before the April 28th Eugene Half Marathon.