4 hours, 3 potty breaks, and 22 miles

Today I did it. I ran 22 miles.

I've been fearing this day for months. This Goliath of a run that I never dreamed I'd actually accomplish. But today I did, and I feel surprisingly good!

This marathon training has been quite a journey. I can't begin to describe my excitement, and with only 3 weeks to go until race day, it time to taper!! Woo hoo!

I ran the first 6 on my own in the dark predawn hour, then met my dear friend and soulmate Michelle for 11 more, then the final 5 back to my truck. I was actually smiling the last two miles because 4 hours earlier I had been running up Main Street in the opposite direction, in the dark, unable to imagine the run ever ending.

I did it! Wow....22 miles. I can't wait for 26.2.