The marathon is in exactly one week. Everytime I think about it (which is about 15 times each day) I get major butterflies in my stomach. Thanks to my running group I feel prepared (the wild card being my feet) but am still very nervous. Then, the dreams started. You know, the ones like when you were in school and couldn't find your locker, your classes, etc? Well I keep dreaming that I cannot find the starting line and when I do five miles into the run I realize I've forgotten my shoe tag so my race is unofficial. Crazy.
Today I ran for the last time with the girls. Ten miles, it felt really short, which is good. It was a sunny but chilly 43 degree morning so again I was uncertain what to wear. They say runners should dress as if the outside temperature is 20 degrees higher than it actually is, which would make it 63 and sunny. The t-shirt and shorts I selected were not adequate until mile 3, after that I was okay. Needless to say I will be nervously watching the Chicago weather all week.
My feet are still hurting after mile 6 so that is a major concern for me, I will have to do some special stretching and icing this week and play around with the shoe inserts as well. If push comes to shove I know I can gut it out, it just won't be a very pleasant experience.
I do feel amazingly blessed to have ended the run today with two very excited women. Katie and Rita were filled with last minute tips and advice which I absorbed like a sponge. I will be sure to text them from my ice bath after the marathon is over :-).
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