"Last week I told you I'd be racewalking in a 24-hour event in Wakefield, Massachusetts, with the intention of completing a marathon, the hope of extending it to 50 kilometers, and the wistful dream of making it all the way to the 50-mile mark. Well, I'm home, and hobbling some, but it's my great pleasure to report that I logged a little over 100 kilometers—63.2 miles, to be precise—and still have a pulse. Pretty much everything hurts, but so what. I have never had a greater feeling of accomplishment, and I have to say it feels pretty good."