I am less than two weeks away from my marathon in Chicago. I'm a little nervous, but I've stuck with the training program and am about as ready to run 26 miles as I will ever be. I'm looking forward to 4 days away with my Doug. After that, I look forward to sleeping past 5 a.m. Who knows, I may even burn my running shoes once it is all over. The past two weeks I've been put up against a lot. The least of which was finding out that some bone-head surgeon left some foreign object in my body during surgery over 20 years ago. The best part was how the technician informed me... she thought it best to let me know in case I ever had a need to have an MRI. Apparently, as she so eloquently put it, I would "blow up like a hot dog in a microwave". I had to chuckle.Several years ago, Doug was walking by something that had been left on the floor for about a week. He looked down at it, glanced at me, then hesitated walking over it for the 100th time. "Is this a test?" he asked me nervously. I smiled back and replied "Everything is a test".
Bring it on.
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