This morning Redondo Beach, CA was cool and foggy. I started out with a long sleeve t-shirt which ended up around my waist by mile 4. The sun was out and the entire run was along the beach. It felt good to have much less clothing on. My sister, Carol, after a 16 mile bike ride, met me at mile 17 with anything I could possibly need: Lance Armstrong waffle (didn't try), lip balm, much needed Hoo Ha gel (yes, that's really what it's called) for those body parts that at mile 17 are chaffed and burning but I won't go into that here, and the always needed encouragement. She told me I was looking good so many times I started to feel it. I finished mile 20 at her doorstep and felt almost okay. It was fun to run together again even if it was for 3 slow miles. We discussed the fact that our mother would be proud of us: we are in great shape and we are good friends.
Thanksgiving is tomorrow and now I can focus on that. I am so very thankful for my sister who is always there and my brother, Jeff, who is getting me through this seemingly impossible goal. I am thankful for my wonderful partner, Bob, who has put up with my tiredness, my whining, and my doubts. I am grateful for my children who are always my cheerleaders telling me that I've never quit before and I won't now. I am grateful for all the encouraging words from family and friends. This journey will come to its end in a few weeks, the goal is in sight and ready or not I will be at the start line on Dec 9. It has been 13 years since my last marathon. Will this be my last? Ask me Dec 10.
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