Simple, profound, true.

Tomorrow marks the official 60 day mark until my marathon. 60 days... Tonight I was running on the treadmill - for hopes that giving myself a break from the hard pavement would help me this week - and as I was getting bored I started imagining myself crossing the finish line. What I will do, what I will say, who I will see. And, then I thought - oh my gosh - what if my family and friends don't see me cross the finish line? What if they miss me or what if there is someone like Katie Holmes that steals my spotlight? Granted, this is not the NY City Marathon and celebraties will not be likely but I get bored on a treadmill and my mind wonders. Oh, and I just love it (not) when someone asks me if I heard Katie Holmes just did the NY City Marathon in 5:30. Let's do a reality check here people - personal trainer, housekeeper, yard guy, and Tom Cruise waiting at the finish line. Girlfriend should have done better than a mere 12.69 mile with those resources. Moving on...

I completed 10 of our 12 mile run this past Saturday. My left knee - which oddly enough it is always my right knee that bothers me - started having shooting pain in the back and I cut the route short and walked it in w/ another teammember. As we were walking in I was telling him how I just get so frustrated by the constant pain and how I'm working hard and showing up for everything - and, he's like...Debra, you just need to have fun. Simple, profound, true. It's not like I'm going to set any records (other than my own) and I really think I've trained well enough to not ride the bus to the finish line. I just need to relax. I just need to chill. I just need to enjoy the scenery. I just need to be proud of what I'm accomplishing and say to $#!! with the rest of it.