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I’m down to the final 26 days of training for the NYC Marathon. For anyone who has been following my training, you know that since June, it’s meant one of the following:
“Sorry, can’t go out tonight, early run tomorrow.”
“Sorry, no, not drinking.”
“Well, I stuck around long enough to see them exchange rings and kiss, and I tasted the main course. That’s enough, right?”
and, my personal favorite,
“No, (insert at least three friends here) I can’t go <to your, to your friend’s, as your date to the> wedding, because I have a <race, training run, half-marathon, Marathon> the next day.”
For all of that, I apologize.
But we’re getting closer. 26 days, in fact.
Yesterday, I ran the 18 mile training run in 2:36:18, or an 8:41 pace. If I can hold that in the Marathon, I’ve got my sub-4. I’m scared. But hopeful. I’m also looking forward to crossing the finish line, and having a DRINK.
And here’s a little motivation for that.
So I apologize for whatever might happen in the next 26 days. I apologize to my friends. I apologize for my lack of responsiveness. I apologize for not going out. I apologize to the parent company of Belvedere for their lower earnings statements.
Hopefully, on November 5th, it’ll all be worth it.
I leave you with this:
“Somewhere in the world someone is training when you are not. When you race him, he will win.”
– Tom Fleming’s Boston Marathon training sign on his wall
