You guys crack me up with your Halloween costume stories. I love the really inappropriate ones the best. But that shouldn't surprise you.
Tomorrow is a race day. Half marathon. Race days stress me out. It's all that stupid anticipation. Either that or I am having PTSD from the last half marathon I ran where I crapped myself. Plus we have to leave our house at 4:30 am to get to Idaho Springs, CO in time to pick up our packets and to take the bus up to Georgetown, CO where the race begins. I haven't gotten up at 4:00 a.m. since giving birth. Tomorrow may much be like giving birth in terms of pain, grunting and cussing.
Georgetown, CO is 8,500 feet and supposed to be a toasty 45 degrees tomorrow a.m. This brings up the question of what to wear. My down coat and thermal underwear? Perhaps I could wear those, disappear in a phone booth half way, and emerge in my singlet and shorts?
Then I hear there is no sports drink on the course, just water. Shouldn't be a big deal right? I think I'll just bring a gel to eat half way and I should be good. See how tough we are out here in Colorado?
Any pre-race words of advice? Does anyone want to ask me how long a half marathon is or if I am going to win the race? Or you could just tell me to "Run Forest, Run."