Talking to Myself for Today's Race

Start off easy. You’ll know around mile 3 or 4 how much harder you can start pushing.

Mile 5-10 is your training grounds. “This is my forest.” You know the intricacies of this land. Use it. Go.

Don’t walk. A few seconds of walking through a water stop is OK. But no more.



It’s gonna hurt. But you won’t die. So push.

Push.

Push.

Just push.

As XT4 reminded me, “There is no spoon.”



Toenails die. But they grow back.

Blisters form. But they pop.

Vomit spews. But that makes more room for finish line goodies.




I can’t hear this song and not receive goosebumps. It’s going to be in my head for the race. It’s not a very “pump you up” song. But imagine me running at mile 8 in super slow-mo to the part of the song between 2:53 - 3:25. (The part of the song whored out in that stupid current pop/R&B song.) Epic. Beautiful.

I wish the best possible race for Pharmie and Borsch (both doing the marathon). And I'm nervous for Pharmie's family doing the 10 Mile for the first time with me: Jean, Stevan, Gretchen, Nancy, John, Lisa, Steph, Matt, and Jen - I wish all of you the best possible time! Good luck!

OK. Let's Race.