The Big Race

4:20AM on race morning.  It's mixed emotions.  I went to the Dr. last Thursday and he said I have a Stress Reaction which is the precursor to a Stress Fracture.  He said I'm okay to run the race but not to do any running until then (I haven't).  He also said I need to listen to my body.  If it keeps getting worse and worse I need to pull out of the race.  So, since I haven't run in nearly 2 weeks and the pain level is unknown, I am nervous.  But I'm also really excited.  The energy of race day and approx 7,000 people gathering together to go after something is so amazing.  Everybody has a story.  I joined a pace team which means there is a leader who is a very experienced runner and if I stick with  him there is a really good chance of qualifying for Boston.  "If I stick with him" is the key phrase there.  Assuming my leg holds up, I think the test will come between mile 20-26.2.

Peoples support means so much...especially the wives.  Sal and Linds are driving us down there at 5AM.

I'm going to finish my cup of coffee, eat a banana and peanut butter and head to the race.  Just like my mom always said..."just do your best."  I intend to and I also plan to leave it all on the course this morning.  God Speed!!!!!