In three short weeks I'll be in the middle of my second 100 miler.
Actually it will be my third. I say second because I expect to finish this one, as I did last October.
Honestly thought, my training has sucked. Plus I'm working a new job with crazy hours.
But I have course familiarity, I have been through the fire before and know what to expect, and I've spent the last forty-nine weeks training from the next up. It has been a wild ride to say the least.
A few months back I considered refunding the air fare and not going back to Texas. Andria said No. She urged me to go, as a way to honor the journey I have made since my last trip out West.
I have to say... I like how that woman thinks.
Come Hell or no water, I'll be back to let you know how the weekend goes.