Isn't that the lyrics to one of the best songs ever? Whitesnake. Ahh, memories. I think that was my first ever record. Like vinyl. Like big round plastic thing that spins with a needle. The good old days. Anyways, the lyrics are fitting. In 3 days, I head out on my own to once again run a marathon. Three days. Wow, it's close. I have no idea if I'm ready or not. I don't even have time to think about if I'm ready much less get ready. I don't even have time to write this but I'm making time for you, the fans. Both of you. Someone told me last time that I had more than one reader. Maybe 3.
Anyways, I did my last long run on Sunday. 12 miles. It felt incredible. I averaged 7:40 per mile so I was going pretty fast. And I felt like I was going fast. But it didn't hurt at all. I felt good the entire time. In fact, the last couple of miles felt the best. I hope that's the case next Sunday. The weather is supposed to be good. 60's or 70's. Hope it's not too sunny. I"m a little nervous about getting to my hotel, getting to the expo, getting to the race, etc. I also don't know what I'm going to do after the race. I will have to check out of my hotel before I'm sure unless they allow a 2pm checkout. So I guess I can't shower before my flight home that night. Sorry in advance to my seat mate. Not sure how to solve that one.
Oh well, I don't have much more to say than that. I'll try to write again Saturday and/or Sunday. I'll definitely put up a race report Sunday or Monday. Wish me luck and give me a prayer as well. I appreciate it. Chi-town, here I come. Again. On my own. Goin' down the only road I've ever known. Ok - that lyric doesn't apply. I'm out.
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