In the morning I run the Empire State Marathon. The feeling is bittersweet. I have trained my arse off for 18 weeks for this one (4+ hour) moment. I trust my training; I know my runs have been strong and my CrossFitting has been even stronger. Yesterday we drove the course and I’m a bit nervous about these (there are several of them):
It may slow me down, but I’m not worried. The weather is looking good:
And I’ve got my bib:
Looks like 117 is the lucky number!