I'll keep up with people like this for the first second, then they'll be a blur and I'll be struggling.
Fast forward (because just forwarding oneself isn't fast enough) to the present day and we're three days from a race that I haven't practiced for, let alone ever run as far, and I'm a little worried. There is a "Recovery Bus" that scoops you up if you can't finish under the 2-hour, 30-minute limit. I will not let myself get on that bus. I can certainly walk 15-minute miles so I should be fine as long as I can keep that pace when my body has already given up on me. If thereÂ's any saving grace, Columbus Day should give my SO and I a chance to recover enough to get out of bed for work on Tuesday.
Until my race wrapup blog, I just have to pickup my race packet and timechip, and triple-check that I've got my running socks, shoes, t-shirt, and of course, ample amounts of baby powder for those areas sensitive to chaffing. I hope 10 miles is less then the minimum distance needed for any nipple guards.