Pre-Philly
by Robert James Reese » Friday, November 21st, 2008 » 2 Comments
Unless something tragic happens, this will be the last time I write to you as a non-marathoner. It's hard to believe that it's really less than 48 hours until this race that I've been preparing for for so long. I'm nervous, excited, scared. Today, I packed my bag, tried on all my gear (to make sure there weren't any surprises), printed out itineraries and maps. The weather's going to be colder than I expected: 25 degrees at the start warming to 32. I think that will help, if anything. I love running in the cold.
I have to admit, I'm excited about the traveling part of this too. This will be the first time since early August that I've left NYC and, even though it's not a long way away or anything, it'll be nice to be out of the city and staying at a fancy hotel. I'm hoping that the change of scenery will allow me to decompress a little bit.
This week has been brutal. I knew the taper would be rough, but I never imagined that it would be this bad. Unfortunately, my stress level from the beginning of the week did not dissipate at all. If anything, it increased. We missed our big deadline (despite working insane hours to try to make it happen) and still are working insane hours to try to finish up as soon as possible. I've put in at least 12 hours everyday for like the last two weeks. But, that's not to say that there's any job security in store for me. Got some very troubling news from my biggest client that has me scrambling to get my ducks in a row, so to speak, and to be ready to go out and attract new business. So, on top of everything else, I've been sneaking in work on my new business site, blog, cards, etc. Then, I got into a fairly big disagreement with one of my friends out here. And, as if that wasn't enough, I got some horrible news from the family back on the west coast. I'm not going to go into details (sorry if you were looking for drama) but it caught me completely off guard and has really been weighing heavy on my thoughts. So, yeah, I'd be wound pretty tight regardless of whether I was running or not. But, the fact that I'm not able to run more than 4 miles a day makes it almost unbearable...
God, I can't wait until Sunday. It's gonna feel so good to get out there and pound the pavement for 26.2 miles. I am just so pumped to run this marathon. After pouring myself another glass of this Bordeaux, I'm going to nestle into the recliner and watch Chariots of Fire and, hopefully, relax enough that I can fall asleep and get some good rest before my trip tomorrow. Have a good weekend, everyone.
I have to admit, I'm excited about the traveling part of this too. This will be the first time since early August that I've left NYC and, even though it's not a long way away or anything, it'll be nice to be out of the city and staying at a fancy hotel. I'm hoping that the change of scenery will allow me to decompress a little bit.
This week has been brutal. I knew the taper would be rough, but I never imagined that it would be this bad. Unfortunately, my stress level from the beginning of the week did not dissipate at all. If anything, it increased. We missed our big deadline (despite working insane hours to try to make it happen) and still are working insane hours to try to finish up as soon as possible. I've put in at least 12 hours everyday for like the last two weeks. But, that's not to say that there's any job security in store for me. Got some very troubling news from my biggest client that has me scrambling to get my ducks in a row, so to speak, and to be ready to go out and attract new business. So, on top of everything else, I've been sneaking in work on my new business site, blog, cards, etc. Then, I got into a fairly big disagreement with one of my friends out here. And, as if that wasn't enough, I got some horrible news from the family back on the west coast. I'm not going to go into details (sorry if you were looking for drama) but it caught me completely off guard and has really been weighing heavy on my thoughts. So, yeah, I'd be wound pretty tight regardless of whether I was running or not. But, the fact that I'm not able to run more than 4 miles a day makes it almost unbearable...
God, I can't wait until Sunday. It's gonna feel so good to get out there and pound the pavement for 26.2 miles. I am just so pumped to run this marathon. After pouring myself another glass of this Bordeaux, I'm going to nestle into the recliner and watch Chariots of Fire and, hopefully, relax enough that I can fall asleep and get some good rest before my trip tomorrow. Have a good weekend, everyone.
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