16 October 2011
13.1 miles of fun!
there is something
crazy special about runners, especially those who like to race. We actually pay for the torture of running an exorbitant amount of mile, starting before the sun comes up.
Take this morning, it's 5am - it's dark and cold outside. The rest of the world is still asleep (except for some nursing moms and some hard core clubbers!). I am rubbing warming cream on my muscles, attempting to put contacts in my eyes, taking my vitamins and making oatmeal.
I've had this feeling in the pit of my stomach since yesterday - it's excitement. It happens before each race and I'm a middle of the pack runner. Can't even imagine how it would feel for those in contention of actually winning the race.