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ONE MONTH

One month until the marathon, that is!
Last Friday when I ran down to Monroe they had the banners up on the light posts and I smiled while my heart went pitter patter.  So excited!
I'm feeling a little nervous about it after my last 20 miler.  After talking to one of my friends about it she made sure I don't mentally set myself up for my last 20 miler to be bad before I even start.  I need to just let the last one go and move on.

Honestly, my body's been feeling pretty tired.  I'm pretty excited for taper time to get a bit of a break before the big day.  

I'm excited to exercise in other ways that were put on the back burner during marathon training, as well.  Don't get me wrong, I love running.  I also enjoy yoga, which I haven't attended a class since before training (sometimes I practice on my own).  I also enjoy Richard's Spin Classes.  I went to one for the 4th of July, but there's not enough time to run 6 miles and attend his class at 6am.  I don't know why you would put yourself through marathon training if you didn't love running.  I love it.  But I'm excited to mix it up again.

I just signed up for my favorite Saturday volunteer spot again.  I'm so excited to hear all about Hector's summer.  Oh, the summer of a 7 year old.  (Have I mentioned how much I like working with kids?)  I'm thinking of applying to be a leader of the site, but haven't taken the steps to actually apply yet...  I think I will because I enjoy leading, but it seems the leaders rarely get to actually work with the kids one-on-one, which is what I like most...
I'm excited to get back to volunteering too!

Anyway...
There's a 1/2 marathon this weekend and the weather's supposed to be 72.  Can we please have a repeat of that weather on October 7th?
Please?

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