So last night I had a dream, more like a nightmare, about the run. I showed up at Broad Street in sweats on a hot day. I tried to run but I was wearing flip flops instead of sneakers and no matter how hard I tried, my legs would NOT move. Once I finally did get them moving I found myself in the front of the pack getting trampled by the professional runners. Then I found out that the course took us through a series of jungle gyms and mulch, (By now I had removed the flip flops since they were not working for me.) The worst part of all this was that I woke up more exhausted than when I went to bed and had not even done any "real" running.
At least the dream didn't involve any "accidents" like "real runners" supposedly have.
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Betsy! You are a first rate blogger! Your posts always make me laugh. If by chance on race day, you find yourself wearing flip-flops... don't worry. Kick them to the curb and run like the Kenyans do - barefoot! If you find yourself on a jungle gym during any part of the race, just consider it an exercise in cross-training. If you don't show up at the TEAM STANS tent by 12:30, we'll assume you were indeed trampled by other runners (maybe even by Ron or Lisa...) And if any of us have a real- runner "accident", I just hope Karin has her camera : )
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