the last run before the run.

it was today and it was short. despite having a head cold and needing to talk myself into not stopping to walk, i did it: i made it to the end of marathon training. in some ways, this day's run is more monumental than the run... in some ways not. but making it to the end of anything always feels nice, i think. i am glad to be at the end, to be able to look back regardless of how sunday goes, and remember that one day i'll be able to get back here. one day.

i will run and not grow weary.