The Marine Corps Marathon would satisfy the “last” of many things. It would be my 6th and final marathon of 2012. It would also be the last of my “must do” marathon list – when I started this journey I knew there would be a fair chance of my not finishing all 50 so I tried to front load my list with the marathons I *knew* I wanted to run someday. It would be the last marathon in a city where I or my husband had a family member...I’ll miss having an excuse to visit family.
I knew I was running on fumes. The two marathons (Flagstaff and Findlay) in the previous five weeks were about the only work I had done. Factor in the three week taper going into those and it had been quite a while since I had seriously trained. I can’t remember the last time I lifted a weight, maybe mid-September? I could see it in my body - my core muscles non-existent, my quads not as cut – I was not feeling particularly confident.