Yikes, it’s tomorrow! Wish me luck!
Brace yourself for a sweet picture on Monday of me sprinting through the finish line with my hands in the air and Kenyan track stars half my age 200m behind me…
OR me on a stretcher winking at the camera chowing on a big ol’ ice cream cone…
OR somewhere in between: Perhaps me inching toward the finish line chasing the 80 year old grandma in front of me with skinny tan legs and a fanny pack full of iced tea…