Last night I was miserable. This is so silly because I’m not even close to the level of training I will reach in a few weeks. The blister on my right foot popped during my run and it is all scabby and red looking. Matt told me to put alcohol on it. YOWIE. I refrained, but decided peroxide would be my best bet, followed by neosporin. I have red chafing marks under my arms — both sides.
I stood up this morning and heard snap, crackle, pop — and it wasn’t my breakfast cereal. Have I mentioned that I am no where close to where I need to be yet and I’m already complaining? This is the reality of my world right now.
In other news, I spoke with Laura yesterday. Her toe is feeling better and she is considering jumping back into training in a few weeks. Even if she can’t run the whole amount of distance, I think she could run some of it with me.
One of the things that keeps me motivated is the rallying up of my friends for the day of the event. I’m really looking forward to everyone showing up and cheering me on. It’s like planning a party!
My friends Laura and Erin don’t know this yet, but I have a favor to ask of them on the day of the event, based on her blog. (Thanks so much for detailed recap of your marathon, Running Chick!) If Laura doesn’t run the marathon, I know she will be up to it, and obviously Erin can pretty much do anything. To be quite honest, Erin has the kind of energy I will probably need. Plus she will make me laugh, always. We’ll see what they have to see about my big plans here…