T minus 14 hours until the big reveal. Will it be 3 times a charm? Or will Sara and I be running our 19 and 20 mile training runs while the leaves are turning next Fall, dreaming of our Big Apple get-away?
Originally I couldn't imagine training for yet another marathon in 2011. Yet I signed up for NY, knowing that it was THE marathon I was supposed to run. It doesn't matter if it was 2010 (for my birthday), 2011 (the day before my birthday), or in 2012 (somewhere near my birthday). Now, I have the same butterflies that I did last year the night before the lottery was picked. Oh. My. Gosh.
On another note, please someone remind me that just because I am in the guts of training for this marathon, it doesn't necessarily mean that i need to fill my guts with food all. day. long.
Because there is a scone calling my name. And I just ate the ass-end of the bunny cake my mom made for Easter. I'd better get into NY so I can continue my food gorge fest well into the summer and fall.
Cross your fingers and toes...