IT'S JUST 4 - 10Ks

I came into work this morning and these inspirational/motivational signs greeted me at my desk: 

 Okay, it's go time.  T-minus 46 hours until I run the Cincinnati Flying Pig Marathon.  

Heck, in 48 hours I hope to only have to run an additional half-marathon.  Those are easy at this point! 

Oh, that's right. I've been FREAKING out about the weather forecast because it keeps changing by the minute.  At one point this week it was projected to be a high of 88 degrees on Sunday and chance of serious lightning.   My co-worker decided to make light of my weather related freak-outs. 

So yes, I've been a little down in the dumps about the weather.  I'm a red head and I just don't do well in the heat. I have no idea how the heck I used to run around a soccer field during the middle of the summer for so many years. It's like I used up all my heat time playing soccer and I have nothing left. 

Um, beer at the end?  Try beer at mile 22! It's like a liquid form of bread and it's good for you!

Still rocking the Converse :)

Have I ever mentioned that 10Ks are my least favorite racing distance?  I haven't done one since high school!  Although I've been toying with the idea of running one next month just to see how it goes. 

Well, at this point there's nothing I can do to prepare for running this next marathon besides pack my clothes and make sure I don't forget anything important (shoes! watch! sports bra! BODY GLIDE!!!).  My rational is that besides broken in shoes I can buy everything else at the expo. I'd rather not buy a new watch, but I know I could if I absolutely needed to and was in a serious bind. 

Crap, I need to remember to check into my flight and print off my boarding pass. Maybe I need to start a to-do list. 

See you on the flip side. Marathon #3 is about to happen.