For the first time in at least a decade, I got to spend my birthday with my parents. And the weather was splendid.
I allowed a minute amount of chocolate to impose upon my pre-marathon 2 week caffeine fast. “Thanks so much, Debbie, for my vegan chocolate birthday cheesecake!” (Mom scraped off a bunch of the chocolate for me.)
Each day of the week I would eat a small breakfast before driving into town to run and stretch. This is the path I run to the track at Bardstown High.
Mom & I visited Pat and Herb’s farm across the way. A good place to drift away…
It’s best to not think much about the race anymore the week of. So…Mom & I ate at Zen Garden in Louisville.
I watched the kids put costumes on Charlie.
JJ & I both had some tightness. His was in the right quad; he knew to foam roll.
The ten pound catfish in the pond ate and played.
My first 21 kilometer race ever was this one, as a sophomore at Seneca High in Louisville. Still have this shirt–but mine’s a bed for the field mice in my parent’s shed.
My time is nearly at hand…
Coming soon—-Part III: The Race