In October 2009, I ran the Marine Corp marathon in Washington, D.C. Two months prior to that, I had gone on a date with this guy named Eric and we really hit it off. My marathon training defined our infant relationship. From scheduling dates around training runs to Eric making me the most amazing crab cakes after a 20 miler, our dating life revolved around my 26.2 miles. So much so that Eric couldn't miss the race and he surprised me by flying to D.C. to watch me run! It's easily the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for me (he set the bar pretty high for himself).
Somehow, despite our excellent planning, Eric missed me along the ENTIRE race course. The runner tracking was delayed and the D.C. Metro was overwhelmed with people that had the same plan we did. Thanks to a small miracle, I found Eric not long after I crossed the finish line. We were exhilarated and disappointed at the same time, but in the end, it didn't really matter. I made it and I knew I had Eric's support. After the race I remember him telling me, "you know, I feel really inspired to become a runner."
Well, babe, I'm happy to tell you that you ARE a runner and on Saturday, you're going to run 13.1 miles!!
I'm getting very excited for Saturday. Eric's followed our training plan to a T and he's more than ready. His mom will be in town to cheer him on with a big group of our friends. Now, we just need the rain to hold off and we should have a fabulous race day! If you want to follow our progress on Saturday, check out the Twitter account we've set up (you don't have to have a Twitter account to access it) at twitter.com/coles13point1.