That’s right. 4 weeks to go. Oh deary me am I getting nervous! In a good way…obviously.

I had a good friend tell me that if my dreams / goals didn’t scare me then I haven’t aimed high enough, and I think this may be the first time that I have thought to myself “damn, this is going to be really, really interesting”. Not only because 50 miles is a LONG way, but because of all the things that can happen within those 50 miles. The mental hoops that will be jumped through, the ups and downs, and the fact that there is ALWAYS that option to walk away. Afterall, no one is forcing me to run this.

I have spent the last 39 weeks of my life training for this specifically. That is not an insignificant amount of time. All while studying, working, trying to be a guy in my twenties, hospital appointments and arthritic flares. I’ve had the best and worst runs of my life, and had some of the most amazing memories etched into my head. Yes, the monotony of training has been broken up with the last few races back-to-back, but 39 weeks is still 39 weeks.

So, I am excited to be racing this soon, but I am also looking forward to a week or two break after it is all done. I need it, my body needs it, and I want to come back as fresh as ever for the next chapter of my athletic “career”…*cough cough, 70.3 World Champs*

See you around,

Max