And then there were five.......days until the marathon

It's five days until the marathon and I'm doing my last 2 1/2 hours in the hyperbaric chamber.  (This thing is great, btw.  Not only am I healing up, I come in here and can't leave.  I'm getting so much done in here ha ha).  

I'm a bunch of different emotions right now. I'm ready to run this race and see what happens.  Will my pelvis hold up?  Will I get my BQ?  This race is 2 years in the making, for me, after training so long and having to drop out a few weeks before Philly 2014 and doing the training all over again this year; I'm chomping at the bit waiting to get out there and get into my zone!  I'm full of endorphins, emotions, and excitement.   As much as I want to speed the days up to get me to the marathon sooner I want to slow time and keep the race away because I'm nervous and because I know when the race is done I'll begin my post marathon blues.  I'll start to miss training-hell, I already do miss it and I'm still, technically, training (tho it's my taper).  I'm going to miss coming to PT several times a week (tho my insurance company will be happy I'm done ha ha). I'm going to miss the way running dictates my time.  I like structure and routine-training gave me that and soon it'll be gone.  I'll miss the goal I'm working toward.....that far away date on the calendar that slowly creeps up on you.  I'm going to miss eating anything I want because my workouts were so tough I was able to burn food off faster than I was eating it.  Ha Ha

The post marathon blues are weird and while runners bitch about training most will agree that once you cross that finish line it's over and it's sad....I guess that's why once it ends we wonder, "when's the next race?" 

"Racing is the fun part; it's the reward of all the hard work." Kara Goucher