I know. I've know "I'm In" for a while, but when this came in the mail this week I still got excited. Add that to the current issue of Runner's World magazine which is full of tidbits about the NYC marathon, and I'm jittery with excitement. At times, I can't sleep at night just thinking about it. 21 days!
Today will be my last long run (and the coolest of all my runs so far - temps are finally feeling like fall). The 20 miler. Some might say the dreaded 20 miler. But I try really hard not to think of it like that. The night before, I make sure I have new podcasts on my Ipod and I load up my fuel belt with water, Gus (I prefer vanilla) and a few Luna moons (little gummy chews). I make my pb+j which serves as breakfast before I head out, and I lay out my clothes. In this way, I just get moving as soon as I get up and don't stop to think about what I'm about to do. I just go.
Hopefully it'll go smoothly and then I'll be ready to start tapering for the big day.
I'm a little nervous about injury - tapering can lead to lots of twinges and so forth. I'm also worried about logistics - getting to the race line that morning and finding my start corral. I know I can run the distance - I've done the training; it's just all the little details that get me anxious.
I'm also a little sad about leaving the boys. Not that they won't be in excellent hands - oh I have no doubt about that whatsoever. It's just that I've never left them overnight before, and I know how much I'll miss them. But it's going to be fun. Last time Paul and I had a vacation on our own was in April 2006 - and at that point I was 9 weeks pregnant with Pierce (which resulted in a not-so-great trip -- turns out morning sickness and taking a cruise aren't the best combination). So I'd say we're overdue for a fun vacation! And I just can't wait to see NYC by foot :-)