- Tonight: we leave for Philly.
- Tomorrow: we pick up our running packets at the expo.
- Sunday: I run my third marathon in six weeks and officially qualify for Marathon Maniac status.
I have to admit, my body has surprised me these past couple months. After Chicago, I found myself thinking, how in the hell am I going to do this again in three weeks? But my body rallied. It recovered quicker than I remembered from past marathons, and performed consistently better.
Maybe because I didn’t coddle it quite so much.
I am ultimately glad that I pushed my body this year, and that I know what it’s capable of. I’m glad that I did it now, and that there’s no reason for me to do it ever again. (The maniac part, not the the marathon.)
And I’m glad that we’re ending the maniac run in Philly. At home. With friends and family and Wawa to celebrate.
Who says mimosas don’t go well with hoagies?