In a couple of hours I will be heading north.
I don’t always show a lot of outward excitement about things. When my friends have asked me about future races in the past they always say I sound thrilled to be doing them… and by that I mean not thrilled at all. The truth is I usually am excited inside. However, this time I might be even letting some of my excitement show.
This only means my insides are about to burst from happiness as a weekend full of almost all of my favorite things is about to start.
I want to enjoy every moment of my trip like I did in San Francisco. That is when I run best. My trip will include a side trip with my friends up to Dartmouth to cheer on my former team at the Figure Skating National Championships in our home rink, trips to the expo, dinners with friends and (running and figure skating) teammates, the Runner’s World Boston Party, spending time with my family, and a trip to the Aquarium.
Oh, I am forgetting something?
And the 2013 Boston Marathon.
I have trained harder for this than any other marathon. I loved the course when I ran it twice during practice runs. I am ready for an amazing race. However, it is a marathon and anything can happen. I do have a rough race plan, but I don’t intend on running the race forcing split times. That never works. I want to let my spirit guide my legs.
I kind of hated my first marathon. I want to love my first Boston.