Tomorrow's the day. Running clothes are ready, chip is attached to my shoes and my bib number is attached to my shirt. Can't imagine what I could screw up now but with me, you never know.
There are several stages involved with running a marathon, at least on my part. Currently I'm in the anxiety stage. Did I train enough, am I forgetting anything, how am I getting there and it goes on and on and on .... Every little ache and pain is maginified by a thousand. Did I just roll my ankle? Man, why is my lower back sore today? Careful, watch that step.
This stage ends tomorrow when I am finally surrounded by 38,000 of my closest friends, most of whom have probably had the same thoughts, fears and concerns leading up to the race.
Why do we do this to ourselves?
Cause it's freakin' cool, that's why!