In a couple of days, I'll be in Louisville to run in the Kentucky Derby Festival (half) Marathon.
The last time I was there, I ended up running my best marathon time (beating my previous PR by 9 minutes), but I paid for it. I didn't want to even run for months afterword (and don't even mention energy jellybean to me; they still make me want to puke).
But I'm finally over that and am excited to compete Saturday.
Now comes the hard part; waiting. And not running. My taper started this afternoon after my workout. The next time I run (God willing - and assuming the mean dogs across the alley don't come after me when I'm taking out the trash tomorrow) will be in the race!