The hard work is done. With much difficulty, I finished my 11 mile run yesterday (turkey must slow you down), and I'm ready for the real race. Saturday I will join thousands of other folks in the Memphis Half Marathon to run 13.1 miles.
It feels pretty good for this non-athlete to say that. I've got all my gear: just broken-in shoes, new leggings and a super-cool GPS watch (yes, my arm is connected to satellites). I'll do a couple of short runs this week, and then I'll tack on 2 miles to what I've already done. As a friend likes to say: "I can spit two miles."