From the “Reasons to Feel Like a Lazy Slob” department:
A Chilean miner ran, walked and hobbled his way to the finish line of the New York City Marathon on Sunday, showing the passionate grit that helped him survive more than two months trapped underground.
Edison Pena crossed the Central Park finish line at 3:24 p.m., with a time of 5 hours, 40 minutes, 51 seconds. He was draped in a Chilean flag as Elvis music played over the speakers.
The 34-year-old survivor had beat his own goal – to complete the course through the city’s five boroughs in six hours.
“In this marathon I struggled,” he said. “I struggled with myself, I struggled with my own pain, but I made it to the finish line. I want to motivate other people to also find the courage and strength to transcend their own pain.”
Uh, we’re comfortable with our own pain, Edison. Very comfortable. We and our pain are just fine sprawled out on the couch eating Graeter’s ice cream and watching “Castle,” thank you very much.
Pena’s personal victory came just weeks after he was still training in near-darkness, jogging each day 2,300 feet underground in stifling heat and humidity. He and 32 other men survived 69 days in the caved-in mine.
What a show-off.