Yesterday was my last long-ish run before the marathon next weekend.
And oh, man, am I nervous for next weekend.
The run wasn’t exactly bad, it just wasn’t good.
Four miles in, I asked myself why I was so ready to throw in the towel.
Was I physically unwell? No.
In pain? No.
The answer came back that I just felt kind of bored.
So I definitely need to spend this week getting into “Eye of the Tiger” mentality and get my game face on.
While I was off running, Spouse took the kids to a parade yesterday in our hometown, celebrating the week-long binge drinking event known as Oktoberfest.
The kids came home with mountains of candy and other assorted ephemera like stickers and Mardi Gras beads.
You read that right: cheese.
Some group was giving away cheese slices along the parade route, and after more than a day of no refrigeration at the bottom of a bag of candy, I made the executive decision that the slices would be 86’d to the trash.
Hopefully no one will freak out too much.