I am 4 weeks away from lacing up my Asics and heading out to run my first ever marathon. There have been days in the past two years that I thought I would never be able to do this. I am so excited that it is almost here. I know it is going to be hard and I know it is going to be painful and I am more than likely going to cry more than once in those 5 hours. But I am so ready. I am so excited. I have decided to be extra nice to this body over the next 4 weeks. I am going to eat healthy, drink tons of water, take out the processed junk from my eating, do 100 abs a day to keep my core strong and roll and stretch these muscles each and every day. I am going to give it the fuel it needs to do this thing. And I think the week before the race I am going to get my toes painted.....purple with green polka dots. I am quite sure that will make me run faster.
This was the most surreal hour and a half of the whole trip. We made our way out to Howard Air Force Base (which is no longer an AFB) and found our old house. Just looking at the photos I get emotional all over again. Not that I broke down crying or anything but it was really weird standing in a place that holds so many memories. Here is me freaking out that we found it!!! Our old Street! Coffey Avenue! Exploring the old digs! This stairwell led up to the door in the kitchen. It was a little creepy so I just filmed from where I was. :-/ I don't do creepy. Here we are in front of 60A Coffey Ave! That "hill" behind my mom seemed so much bigger when we lived there. I remember my dog running down it and tripping, which led to a head over heels tumble that still makes me laugh when I think of it. And that fence used to be a favorite spot for three toed sloths to hang out. ...
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