And Then There Was One

Adri will no longer be training for the Honolulu Marathon with me. She'll still be volunteering for the AMTP, keeping us hydrated and fed on our long runs, but she won't be jogging wogging* along next to me anymore.

Adri had a very difficult decision to make and she absolutely chose what's best for her, but I'd be lying if I said that I'm not a little sad to learn that we won't be crossing the finish line together.

At least now I know that there will be someone waiting for me at the finish line, ready to take exceedingly unflattering pictures of me as I stumble through that last two tenths of a mile. *g*

Tomorrow, the Honolulu group runs 23 miles! Bring it on; I am the lone Phat Girl Running.

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*The Libby Hickmans have coined the word "wogging" to describe our "running" near the end of our long runs, when our legs feel like lead and we can barely pick our feet up off the ground. At that point we're not quite jogging, but not quite walking either. It's wogging!

Comments

[Chana]

I cannot begin to tell you how proud I am of your accomplishment, and how much we are cheering for you. Be strong, and never give in. You are so ready to do this. xoxo