55 hours, 3 minutes, and 20 seconds of running.
1 reoccurring case of shin splints.
Endless hours of “Songs to run to.”
Daily aches and pains.
1 sore hip.
16 sacrificed weekends.
1 ginormous blood blister.
Too much money spent on running gear, race entry fees, and fuel.
IT’S TIME TO RUN A MARATHON, BABY!
How I’m preparing:
Putting in the final miles (3 & 5 this past Saturday and Sunday; 3 this Tuesday, 3 Thursday, 2 Saturday).
Broke in my new marathon outfit this past weekend with a test run.
Gave myself a bright pink mani to have something pretty to look at.
Drinking lots and lots and lots of water and Nuun (no pop or alcohol this week).
Getting lots of sleep.
Visualizing a great race.
Going to the marathon expo Friday night, getting everything laid out Saturday.
Carbo-loading, but not over-loading (including my mom’s pasta Saturday night).
Creating the most important playlist ever.
Tweeting motivational songs all week.
See you at the start line on Sunday!!! Last words? I am going to make this marathon my bitch!