Many Thanks Marathon, take 2. I woke up this morning fully intending to run the marathon that I skipped on Thanksgiving day. It was dreary outside and I decided to try this thing out indoors. On a treadmill that is. I have heard of great athletes running 26.2 miles on the dreaded treadmill - Alan Culpepper, Dean Karnazes, Hillary Biscay. Of course they all run much faster than I do so I imagine the less time on it, the less torturous. However, having not exactly trained for this day's event, I was feeling less than confident that I would be breaking 4 hours and 20 minutes.
I packed up several bottles of gatorade and power gels before heading to the gym. Mike was going to come meet me during the final hour to offer support and a distraction. At least I had that to look forward to because for the most part, I wasn't really looking forward to any of it.
With a fully charged iPod in tow, I began my "race" at approximately 7:45am. The gym was dead and I had very little to keep my attention occupied. I picked a spot to the left of all the cardio equipment, not far from the water fountain should I need it. I definitely stuck out in my lime green tank, black skirt and hot pink knee high compression socks. Hey, fashion and comfort is incredibly important to this marathoner.