Well folks, today is the day that makes my Goofy Race officially Goofy in the most officially official way possible. And by officially official way, I clearly mean via an official certificate that certifies in a very official way my officially certifiable goofiness.
Just look at it over there – all shiny and official and certificate like. So pretty.
What do I love the most about my certificate? Well, beyond the shiny official nature of it, I like that I have a fancy pants record of the time I ran 63.3 km in less than 6.5 hours. Also, I love that Goofy – the official race Gooferintendent – signed it. Gooferintendent – ha!
Anyway, that’s all for now. I’m officially exhausted and I’m sure I hear some pillows calling my name.
Note – my day was rather long and I’m slightly report-punch drunk at the moment. As such, you’ll have to excuse the ramblings of this post.