OK, it’s not Christmas, but I have monitored my body and mind over the last twelve days up to my next marathon (tomorrow: 5/20/12), so here it goes…
On the First day of Taper, the Running Gods gave to me: a pain in my left calf
On the second day of Taper, the Running Gods to gave me: two achy quads
On the third day of Taper, the Running Gods gave to me: three uninspired miles
On the fourth day of Taper, the Running Gods gave to me: four minutes worried about the sniffles
On the fifth day of Taper, the Running Gods gave to me: FIVE GU GELS !!
On the sixth day of Taper, the Running Gods gave to me: six stomach-flu crackers
On the seventh day of Taper, the Running Gods gave to me: seven moments obsessed with the race-day forecast
On the eighth day of Taper, the Running Gods gave to me: an eight-part continuous “miss the start” nightmare
On the ninth day of Taper, the Running Gods gave to me: nine times the normal pollen count!
On the tenth day of Taper, the Running Gods gave to me: ten minutes icing the shins
On the eleventh day of Taper, the Running Gods gave to me: eleven moments obsessed with the race-day forecast
On the twelfth day of Taper, the Running Gods gave to me: twelve klutzy trips-over-nothing
Sometimes getting to the Starting Line with your sanity is half the battle.