The Queen Mary Two was leaving the harbor, making the Verrazano look like a toy bridge. Its little helicopter companion flew out in front, and the odd blimp that's been over-head on every run floated above it. The sun was setting, the water was choppy and dark, and there were navy storm clouds, but it didn't storm.
Everything felt good. The tail wind heading out was so strong I felt pushed, but when I turned around, the head wind just made it better to breathe. Oh, my foot hurt, but something's gotta feel wrong a week before a marathon.
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OOOoooooooooo, what marathon are you running? Will we be getting a race report? I lurrrrve race reports! Good luck :-)
Steamtown! In beautiful Scranton, PA. And there will absolutely be a report.
Oh Great! A friend of mine is also running it. She says it is a fast, flat (in Scranton??!!) course. Good luck!
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