As most of you know (but it's worth repeating), I was injured and unable to run for 6 weeks during my training. I have made a strong comeback, I must say, but that 6 weeks has cost me a taper. I know I'll be fine. Because 1) I feel fine and 2) I'm run/walking the whole thing. Because I'm taperless I still have one more long run of 19 miles tomorrow morning.
Now, I must explain that I live in Georgia. And it is hot here. No, that is an understatement. It's freakin hot people! 80 degrees and 100% humidity at 7am...makes for a nice day. So, that really screws you up when you're trying to plan a run of approximately 3:45. By 10:30am last week, it was 92 degrees! I ran 3 miles yesterday at 9:30am and thought I was gonna die. And I don't like to run in the dark...not cause I'm scared, but just because I tend to look down so I won't trip and that really really hurts my neck. But, I've got to pick my battle. Sore neck, or heat exhaustion. Which will I choose??? Well, I'm choosing the neck pain. Because if I get up early enough and run in the dark, then I will finish early, and I will have the entire day to put heat on my neck. So, we are starting at 5:00 AM. Yes, I said AM. And no, T has not been informed of this yet. I briefly mentioned that we would have to start really really early, but I think he was thinking...ummm...7am. Sorry charlie. We'll get up at 4:30, put some heat on my ankle, have a snack, drive the route and put out water and food and then we're outta here. At 5 AM.
I've got to break the news to T who stated just yesterday "we ran 17 miles last week, do you really think that we need to do any more long runs?" I really don't know the answer to that question, physiologically speaking. But mentally speaking, I need to do this run. I need it for validation that I will finish in San Diego. I need to check that box. I need to say that I did everything that I could possibly do when I step out there next week. I just have to do it.
I mentioned in an earlier post that I felt like at some point I would cry. Not tears of anger or regret or sadness. But tears of joy and accomplishment. That will probably happen tomorrow. When I realize that this is it. Aside from a couple of very short easy runs next week, tomorrow is it. Tomorrow I will be able to say that I did everything that I could possibly do to prepare myself for the challenge. And that, will make me cry.
Well, if I'm getting up at 4:30am, guess it's time to go to bed (haha). Have a great weekend!