Well, I'm five days out from the Marine Corps Marathon, so you know what that means... I'm feeling fat, gooey, restless and a wee bit congested. Perfect. My taper is right on target.
Now, the fun part is to strategizing how to get to that magical mark of 3:20. I could run even splits with the 3:20 pace group, but I've tried that in the past with little success. I could start blazing fast and build up a lead on the 3:20 group, but we all know where that will lead me...straight to the medical tent. I could start with the 3:30 pace group for the first 2-3 miles and then kick it in from there. Or, I could follow some mathematical negative-split formula like the one outlined below and hope that science proves more powerful than sore feet or GI disturbances.
Truth is, I really don't know how I'll get there just yet, but I know that I've done the work (and then some) to do it. My mind doesn't work analytically because my emotions get in the way. To me, a display of heart, passion and determination far supercede any set of numbers or splits I could ever throw out there. I will say this: I'm looking so forward to running this race with Shawn, Amy, Richard ,and my new Gazelle buddy Craig. That experience will be far greater than any time goal, especially in our nation's Capital City. I'm sure our forefathers never had a marathon in mind when they were fighting for our pursuit of happiness!
I'm not one for numbers, but I will throw a few of them out there:
* This is Shawn's FIRST marathon! (and the stadium crowd roars!!!)
* Current Weather Forecast for Sunday: low 50/high 69 (could be a factor if it gets warm!)