I've spent so much time counting down to the Ironman that the LA Marathon snuck up on me. Even with counting down every single day starting the beginning of the November. How'd that happen?
No matter, I'm glad it did. As a result both of looking ahead to November 2010 and my current sickness, I find myself incredibly calm hours before the marathon. I just returned from dinner with my friends from as far back as elementary school. It was a pre-race carb-loading meal at Bucca di Beppo. (A small note on that: Do not go there when you want a quiet evening of conversation and reflection. Bedlam! Not good for a sore throat.) Even my friends were surprised at how mellow I was at the meal. I blame the meds. I've been taking Sudafed nasal decongestant throughout the day, and was lucky enough to catch two naps in between meals. More like I needed two naps due to the fatigue. Even now, I feel a little spacey.
I'm tired. If there wasn't a marathon to be run tomorrow, I'd probably take the day off from training. No matter, especially after seeing those amazing children and teens last night at the Starlight Charity event.
No matter how I feel when I wake up tomorrow, I am ready.
Ready for the pain. The fatigue. The crowds. The elation. The beauty of the city and support of its inhabitants.
I'm ready for all of it.
I'm ready to check off a lifelong goal -- to complete a marathon -- off my proverbial "Bucket List." I never thought I'd see this day because of my asthma, IT band tightness, flat feet and bad back. But here I am, ready to compete. Ready to run. Ready to do my best.
And no matter what, it will be a personal best marathon time! (Though, to be honest, I'm shooting for 3:45-3:55 as my goal timeframe.)
And now, ready to sleep.
When I write tomorrow, I will have completed my first marathon. That's pretty damn cool.
1 day and counting, part of the journey towards 248 days and counting.