T Minus 6

As happens in the lead up to every marathon, it seems everything is going wrong lately. Today for example, I dropped two separate things on my right foot, and banged my left elbow (really fracking hard) on a steel post just a few steps from the end of my 11-miler. Kyla has been very sick for 6 days now, and so none of us has been getting the sleep we need. I'm astounded I haven't fallen ill with her. Work took a turn for the super-stressful just last week, with unexpected additional projects and a flurry of lay-offs (bad combo).

I did however, enjoy my first week of the taper, finding it insanely easy to cover the 30 miles, on four alternate days.

I'm not feeling particularly nervous or excited about the race. In fact, I'm surprised at my indifference. My only concern is a certain 'feminine issue.' If such topics are TMI for you, it's best you skip the next paragraph.

My period is due on race day. And since I'm regular as clockwork there's not much chance it'll come earlier or later. The absolute worst case scenario is that it arrives shortly after I finish, which would have me running the 26.2 with that horrible heavy, sluggishness and bloatedness I always get just prior (not to mention my imbalanced hormones in the days and hours leading up to it). *sigh* Let me try to think positively: I'll be so fired up on adrenaline (yet to materialize) that my body will just let me skip it for this month. Ha.

Anyhoo, just a couple more jogs to the office this week, and I'll be done and ready. We drive to Philly early Saturday morning and head straight for the expo, where apparently I'll be picking up bib #2206. I have no idea what this represents in terms of starting corral - the website is not exactly rich with information like I'm used to.

In the meantime I'll be attempting to get good nights' sleep (ha), hydrating and carboloading, and avoiding further self-inflicted injury.

Week 17/18 Philly Training

Monday: 7.8
Tuesday: Off
Wednesday: 7+
Thursday: Off
Friday: 5
Saturday: Off
Sunday: 11+
Total: 30.8+