My Marathon Quest by Suziewee

The journey is nearly at an end, I am struggling to get my head round the fact that in two days it will all be over.  This has been one helluva journey and now its nearly here its almost overwhelming!

I spent today doing my usual Friday rounds of the village toddler group this morning and then showed my face at the Breastfeeding group I help out at.  All the support and good wishes have been so touching.  I even managed to get a bit more sponsorship which is great.

This afternoon I packed and got organised for an early departure tomorrow.  Then a friend of mine who dog sits came and collected our dog.  This was  too much for the children to bear, seeing him being loaded into the back of someone else's car.  They both sobbed hysterically thinking he will never be back.  I explained he was just going for a little holiday and eventually they both calmed down.  I think the loss of the fish has left them emotionally on edge where pets are concerned.  Mind you I have to say it is very odd without him.  He's an old boy now, but very much part of the family so saying goodbye, albeit temporarily, has set my own emotions off again!

So this evening I pulled on the trainers and running kit for the last time before the Big Day.  It was quite a strange feeling.  I trotted off to do 2 miles, trogging along with my mind filled with London.  I did a few stride outs and then came to a stop.  That's it, no more running until 9.45am on the 25th.  I finished this short run in the same place I have finished a lot of my training runs.  I thought just how many times I had run down that lane, with all sorts of feelings and emotions, from joy to despair, pain and euphoria, and mostly bloomin' freezing.  The miles have been run and the endgame is in sight.

Well there isn't really much more to say.  The training is done, that bags are packed.  I don't think I need to say that the support on here during this roller coaster ride has been amazing and at times overwhelming.  You have made me smile, laugh out loud, share frustration and sometimes cry.  That's what I love about running.  Its such a simple thing, yet it evokes such a wide range of emotions.  I just hope that everyone is proud of what they achieve on Sunday as, afterall, being proud of your achievements is what this last six months has been about.

Good Luck and Happy VLM 2010 everyone xx

PS In case anyone was worried, marital relations are back on an even keel - He listened to sense in the end