That realization pretty much just hit me. I am actually going to run a half marathon tomorrow. Or to be more precise, in a little under 9.5 hours from now I will be crossing the start line of my very first half marathon. And hopefully about 2 hours and 5 minutes later, I will be crossing the finish line. Holy shit, I’m doing it. I’m actually doing it. Obviously I know that this is what I’ve been working so hard for over the past 4 months, but wow, it’s here. It is finally here. I have a feeling tomorrow is going to be an amazing day 
And now that those few simple sentences have been written, I need to set my alarm for 4:00am and drift off to sleep and dream about running.
