The Marathon is almost here.
I did one of the last few runs before the race. A short easy run. Nothing to be gained now from training. Just rest and recovery.
I felt good. Better than last week. Still some aches and pains in my shins and hips, but nothing that won’t go away after a few miles.
I ran along the course where it climbs the Newton hills, where I’ve done so many runs in preparation for this. In the dark and the cold. In the snow and ice. Rain and wind, too. Hard to believe it’s here after all these months.
The barricades are up and the daffodils are in bloom. There is an energy in me that is building. There is an energy in the streets.
You can feel it already.
On Monday, it will be incredible.