My last long run was on Sunday. I only ran 8 miles. I've gone the full 13 and had several runs logged in the double-digits. After a sore calf last week, I opted to go a little easy. It was a good/chilly run with all splits being at goal pace or even a little bit under. I feel prepared for the race.
I ran 3 miles today at uncharacteristically fast pace for me. (Avg pace was 7:37), I didn't have wheaties for breakfast...

Wish all my runs felt like that. Then again, only 3 miles. There is a mighty big difference between 3 and 13.1!
I'm down to 5 planned training runs between now and when I leave for Orlando. UNREAL. I can count them on one hand.
In talks with SIL/BIL, just realized that we're not going to the after-party at all. Kinda seems a waste of a wristband (or, rather 3 wristbands). But, SIL is still nursing her little one/needs to get back within a reasonable timeframe and I totally get it. I'm thankful that they're carting my butt to/from the race. I'll take one for the team. I kinda feel like maybe I'll miss out on something by not being there.