THE Marathon is looming.
I have less than 8 weeks to go!
I am not on-track with the schedule I planned out in the beginning, but I am close. This past weekend I was able to get in 15 miles, although not altogether. The mental part is almost harder than the physical. My legs are tired, sure, but running alone for that long, and not stopping, and not giving in to the little voice that says "Let's eat ice cream instead of run" -- that is hard.
I am thankful for the days the Mr. runs alongside me, or the times when the kids ride their bikes with me. They help me to keep going and not think about stopping.
I am also learning to eat and drink on the run, literally. Not as easy as it might sound. And I hate the taste of the energy drinks like GU and gatorade. Ugh. But I need something more than water. I wonder if pop would be a good substitute. Ha!
This coming weekend we have a half marathon planned. My husband's birthday will be spent running 13 miles, part of it together. And then we will celebrate with Hawaiian food! And a nap.