Maybe it’s the job stress, the running stress or worrying about Paul….but I had a bad dream about the marathon last night! 

 I dreamed that I forgot my Shot Bloks in the hotel room and I had dressed all wrong.  We were expecting cold weather but the temperature shot up to 70 degrees.  Then I accidentally went to the wrong corral and I staged with the elite group.  That doesn’t sound so bad but they took off like lightening, left me and I got lost on the course. 

 I woke up around “mile 5” and I was actually sweating.  I’m not worried about this little marathon at all……

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