One last post on the subject ... I think. I am sitting here at 5:00 AM on race day, trying to figure out why I am planning to do this. With several hundred miles of running behind me - it is time to just lace up my shoes and do it. Before anyone asks - I have no time goal. I have no anticipated time. My goal for the day is to finish along side my training partner and good friend. That is it.
Training for a marathon has given me challenges I honestly had never faced. Pains in locations I did not think were supposed to hurt. Moving my work and family schedule around to insure I put in the right time and mileage to prepare myself for the task. After all that, I am sitting here in my den while my wife and children sleep and there is a peace about the situation. I have been competitive about most things in my life (sports, job promotions, trimming time off a long commute to the beach, and even giving a better presentation than my peers at work), but at this moment - I feel no competition. This is a strange place to be - I am not sure if it is the task at hand or acceptance that 'Yes, I am 40 now'.
Any way you look at it - this is going to be a big day. 26.2 miles to go!