I felt great on my morning run today and is scared the heck out of me. Sure, you are asking yourself, why is this dork so unhappy about a good run, especially after he complains so much about his bad runs. Well, because of my stomach-flu-induced hiatus, my muscles are peaking right now. I'm in top form, but I have to hold that form for 12 more days because the marathon isn't until the 18th. Can I stay peaked for that long? It's possible, but not probable.
Eric gave me the first realistic advise that I've had since I jumped into "panic mode" after my training went down the drain (literally) these past few weeks. Everyone else I've talked with says the same stuff to me, which is "oh, you got your 20 in? you're fine." But that 20 was a full 4 weeks before the marathon. The important 20 was supposed to be last week. So I was talking with Eric and he says to me, "It's as simple as this, you'll be fine up to the last 2 or 3 miles and then it's going to suck and I mean it is going to suck HARD, and you'll gut it out to finish the marathon." So then I thought about my other marathons I've done and 2 of them comfortably fell into the "suck hard" range, which gave me some solace. I'm confident that I can complete a "suck hard" marathon. So, I'm moving forward at full steam.
Now get back to work...
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Glad I could be your little ray o' sunshine. Let me know when you need more motivational pep talks like: no, really, women dig gray hair; so you're turning 40, I don't think you'll be really shot out until 41...what are brothers for? :-)
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