The waiting

 Forty degrees!  I ran all the way through summer and into the cold.

Forty degrees!  I ran all the way through summer and into the cold.

Last tempo!  Just a tune up.  One mile to warm up, five at tempo (race pace) to seal that in the muscle memory, and one to cool down.  Listened to my tempo playlist for the last time (it's called Heavy Petty).  

I just counted up on Strava, and this training block I did TEN tempo runs of 5 miles or over, topping out at ten.  I'm ready to run that pace for 26.2.  Nine days to go.

The waiting is the hardest part / Every day you get one more yard / You take it on faith / You take it to the heart / The waiting is the hardest part

(The tempos are the hardest part.)