Though it is my custom to write to y’all on the morning of a race, by the time you wake up, the marathon will be over.
So instead I am writing tonight for you, which for me is actually very nearly tomorrow already.
At 8:45 AM (though based on my corral placement, it will probably be more like 9:00 or 9:15 even), I will set out beneath a banner that says Depart and then return to a place emblazoned with the word Arrivee.
To leave. To arrive.
I will see my family and friends who are family at Mile 18.
There is some bizarre irony in the fact that after my mother swore up and down that they would never travel again to watch a marathon, I have found a marathon to bring to them as they travel.
To be able to run through such a beautiful city in springtime is a gift. Nothing more, nothing less.
As always, your prayers for strong legs, a safe finish and an empty bladder are appreciated.
If you do want to #RunningPackInTheSky, I’ll probably start around 2:00 AM CST. So you early birds could even catch the tail-end at 5:00 or 6:00 AM.
And to check the results, click here, click on the results tab and then head over to the results page. I am lucky number 60893. Or if you know my name, search it that way.