As I was coming up on mile 8 this morning I had a vivid memory from about mile 23 of the last marathon. It's not a happy memory, but I decided to share my experience so that other may learn from it. There is a new simple rule, and it goes like this:
If you're ever running a marathon, and disappointed in your pace, do NOT complain bitterly about it to the other runners that you are passing. This may get you glared at, tackled, hexed, or shot.
And she's just lucky I had no gun or voodoo doll, and couldn't catch her to tackle her if I wanted to.
Here endeth the lesson.