Mood: Jittery
Drinking: Lemonade
Three days from now, just before sunup, I’ll be shivering in Union Square with 20,000 other women, waiting anxiously for the sound of the starting gun.
Then I’ll be off and running 13.1 miles through San Francisco for the Nike Women’s Half Marathon.
Waiting at the finish line will be a bunch of firemen in tuxes holding Tiffany’s boxes. A nice way to end a race, yeah?
So if you’re up early this Sunday, think of me and send me a wish for fleet feet and foggy weather, won’t you?
-Lo, lacing up her running shoes.