It’s been two years since my first half-marathon. I’ve “competed” in a few more since then, and this year I made up my mind to run a full marathon. I trained and trained and trained. Morning after morning of 4:45 AM workouts, weekend an after weekend of previous long runs turning into my short runs. All for this moment. Tomorrow I run my first (and likely my only) marathon.

I say “only” because 26.2 miles just isn’t very fun to me. 13.1 miles…sure, but 26.2?? Well, that’s just nuts. People keep reminding me that’s how I felt with the half-marathon. Maybe I will do another marathon. Who knows. One thing I do know: I’m glad the day has come. I’m ready. I’m anxious. I’m scared. I’m excited. Send me a tweet or Facebook comment tomorrow. I’ll be running for a looooong time, so I’d love your encouragement!