First I know you’re all here to check to see who won the Simple Hydration giveaway from last week so let’s just get that out of the way…
Way to go Betsy! I hope you like the bottle as much as I do.
Make sure to shoot me an email so we can get everything coordinated.
Speaking of getting everything coordinated I’m not really sure about how this post is playing out besides the picking of the Simple Hydration bottle. There is a lot on my mind these days with running, eating paleo, getting closer to marathon time and flying back home to get my belongings soon after I cross the finish line of that 26.2 in May. I tried putting it all in some sort of cohesive blend of blogging goodness but one thought leads to another which leads to another and before you know it I’m thinking about whether I remembered to empty out the coffee maker for tomorrow morning’s new brew. Hard to stay focused on one particular thought path when there is so many paths crossing each other to send you off in a new direction.
Random tangent #1 – As I’m writing this I’ve been patiently waiting (allllll daaaaaaay) for a delivery driver to knock on the door. I’m expecting an envelope from my very dear friend Kelly who has been more than a life saver over the past few months while I adjusted to life here in Atlantic Canada. She has kept my beloved Dusty (my Honda Element) on her property and never turns a shoulder when I ask if she could rummage through the plethora of boxes that came with Dusty to look for something that I need mailed some 4000 miles away.
The envelope: A gift card from the Running Room so that I can buy much-needed running gels. But not only did she send me a gift card, she also managed to find my hand-held running bottle from Amphipod as well as my running belt and my lightweight running jacket that are all now on route to me so that my longer miles can go more smoothly and as the weather starts to warm up (just a wee bit) I won’t be snarled down by a heavier jacket with pockets to carry my phone and gels.
Sometimes I forget how much I miss my things until I know a few of them are on their way to me.
Random tangent #2 – Tomorrow I am running 18 miles. Hard to choke that number down but I don’t have a doubt in my mind I am ready for this kind of mileage. The last time I ran for 18 consecutive miles was back in October for the Pt. Defiance 30k trail run that took me 4 hours and 51 minutes to finish and was the closest I’d ever come to DNF(ing) a race. I won’t try to pussy foot around the fact that I’m nervous about the run tomorrow. I am. I’m leaving my front door tomorrow and running 9 miles away from the comforts of my bed and the freshly brewed coffee Meegan will no doubt be brewing (now that I remembered to clean out the coffee pot). 9 miles out…then 9 miles back in.
I feel ready for tomorrow.
My running feels better, feels stronger, feels faster.
Tomorrow there may be a DNF happening…
But we already know what my DNF definition is:
Did Not Fail!
You will practically be in my backyard with that run. Good luck!