ET - Here We come!

We have 2 more days until the ultra marathon. We leave for Vegas at 7:15 on Saturday morning. I am not sure if I am excited about the run or the 2 day trip with my friends. I dread the run just the slightest bit. I worry most about the hour, not the distance. I am sure it will take us a week to recover!

I found this on I (heart) to run's facebook page today:

You pretended the snooze button didn’t exist. You dragged your butt out of bed while others slept. While others ate their pancakes you had a feast of protein, glucose and electrolytes. You double-knotted. You left the porch light on and locked the door behind you. You ran. 5ks, 10ks, 26.2 miles. Some days more, some days less. You rewarded a long run with a short run. And a short run with a long run. Rain tried to slow you. Sun tried to microwave you. Snow made you feel like a warrior. You cramped. You bonked. You paid no mind to comfort. On weekends. On holidays. You made excuses to keep going. Questioned yourself. Played mind games. Put your heart before your knees. Listened to your breathing. Sweat sunscreen into your eyes. Worked on your farmers tan. You hit the wall. You went through it. You decided to be a man about it. You decided to be a woman about it. Finished what you started. Proved what you were made of. Just kept putting mile after mile on your internal odometer.

I love it. Every Saturday I get up at about 4:00 and sneak out of my house while my family is snuggled up in their beds. I drive at least an hour so that I can run in San Diego with my friends. Sometimes the distance is scary and I wonder if I can do it. I always can. I love it and feel a sense of loss when I miss out on a run. Running is a solo sport, but is so much more amazing with friends!