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Tuesday, 15 January 2008

Today I ran a Marathon

Today I ran a marathon....
I did not train, nor did I stretch
Now I feel pain surging through my chest.
Today I ran a marathon.

I guess I'll start at the very start-
Before the deathly palpitations of my violently beating heart
Had made it so freakin' difficult to even attempt to breathe
I'll start with the reason this lovely morning was concieved....
Today I ran a marathon.

ENTER JANELLE.

So this braud had a "doctor's appointment" this morning
And I subsequently filled her early Am shift
Though I couldn't find "early to rise" more annoying
I complied, and conceded to the switch
Today I ran a marathon.

I called and called, and no one answered,
Not even the puerto rican
-With his routine morning banter.
"You need a cab mommy; wuhss you address- where you at?"
I would have been delighted to hear his raspy voice
-in fact....
I'd have pleasured in hearing ANY voice on that phone
But all that came to greet me was an intrusive ring tone.
So finally after 20 minutes, lo and behold- success!
They said that it would be there,
in 15 minutes ...or less.
25- came and went...
Got so tired of waiting outside
I stood in front of my own truck, shook my head and lightly sighed.
I ran upstairs, unlocked the door
-reluctantly approached the bed
I leaned over to the sleeping man
and gently rubbed his head...
"I'm sorry but it's 8:03
I called early- it wasn't me
I know I said I'd let you sleep
I showered and got dressed without a 'peep'
I really tried to do everything myself
But I've been calling since 7:twel'fff!" (like that?
It's 8:07 we're dippin' through traffic
He's passing lights, and all kinds of madness!
I hop out -"I love u"
Car still in motion....
Dash down the stairs
With the utmost devotion,
Train doors still open,
scanning cars for space
run past three doors
It was almost a waste!
Found one!
-Squeezed in-
A victory for my gender!
"Go black girl- go black girl-
Oh SCHNAP! -World Trade Center!"
It took everything out of me not to F#@*KG Swear!
But I brushed it off- "woo-sah'ed"
Got my metrocard prepared.
With all that rushing did not bother to see that
the train that I got on was the train that I needed.
So off I go, swept with the cattle call
Run up two flights of stairs to find nothing at all.
NOTHING AT ALL- is the theme of my day.
For NOTHING AT ALL- was going my way.
It seems God was in rare form-
He just had to be joking...
Cuz the 2 story escalator to heaven
Was BROKEN!
I huffed and I puffed and I shattered my knees
Just praying I'd resurface alive- Jesus Please!
I know I haven't going to service consistantly
But, why?- Jesus WHY? Do you have to do this to me?
I got to the top, saw the sign to the subway...
Broke out in a sprint, headed for the doorway
The people were disembarking from their one way trip
Then someone stepped on the back of my shoe and I slipped
Now I'm racing through the turnstile
One shoe off, one half on
Once again, barely making it before it was gone.
On the "E" I squeezed beside a guy reading the news
Tried to bend over to fix up my shoes
I spent those 10 minutes trying to catch my breath
Looked at my phone-
negative 5 minutes left.
I got in the building at 8:35
Laces astrew, and barley alive.
By the time I clocked in it was already 8:40
But I made! I'm here and that's the end of my story.
Today I ran a marathon.
Shanelle St Cyr -Moore 1/15/08

Like seriously- I have never made it here in 32 minutes in my life... that was amazing... I nearly had a hearttack in the process... But Dang! that was faster than taking the 33rd st train... I guess it elimates walking from 6th ave and stuff...