One final plea

Ok, so I lied... that last post was not the last post before the marathon.  But, hey, cut me some slack here.  I'm sitting in front of the tv watching 60 minutes trying to keep myself from going crazy before running THE BOSTON MARATHON and let's face it, Andy Rooney really doesn't have the most calming effect, so blogging seemed like a good way to keep myself occupied for a few.  So here it goes, the last blog before the marathon... one final plea to my body before I force it to run one crazy race.

Dear Feet- please try not to hurt too much.  I know I have beat you beyond recognition these past few months, and you have taken it pretty well thus far.  I only ask you to hold out for one more day and to not give me too much trouble- after that you can hurt all you want and I will dress you in sandals and maybe even Crocs if you do especially well.

Dear Legs- please please please cooperate with me tomorrow.  I know you like to have your days where you just don't feel like it, but can we please not make that day tomorrow?  I swear I'll let you rest as soon as we're done running... ok, fine, as soon as we're done dancing at Shifter's party.

Dear Head- It is going to be fine... no, rather, it is going to be GREAT!  Quit worrying.  All I ask of you tomorrow is cool, calm, concentration.  Everyone else (Legs and Feet, that means you) will fall into place if you just do that for me.

Body, I think tomorrow is going to go fabulously if we can all just do our jobs and remain calm. Thanks for putting up with me through all of this training, you've been great.  26.2 or bust!