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stealing a long weekend away,
to start another year with rest,
an actual, honest-to-goodness long walk on the beach,
and – one can only hope – a few moments in the wind.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you:
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing through.Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I:
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing by.Who Has Seen the Wind?
Christina Rossetti
the week that started today ends with my first marathon.
i feel pretty prepared.
i’ve got my sneakers, my race jersey, my favorite flavor gu.
i’ve got days to rest, carbs to eat, miles under my fanny-pack-like belt.
i’ve got friends volunteering to do 26.2 loads of laundry in solidarity.
i’ve got more support than i can carry.
what i don’t got . . .
is any idea what it will actually feel like to run a marathon.
but i can’t wait to try inadequately to tell you all about it.
do you have race day advice?
mantras that keep you going?
secret rituals you need to email me about so the universe doesn’t find out?
favorite memories of the time you didn’t die at mile 23?
all my anxious taper-ing energy has to go somewhere.
must stay occupied.
please send advice or gifs!
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