The moment when we realize something is about to change. When life hits us. Hard.
I’m running 26.2 miles in less than two weeks. I have put in the time, the miles and the training. With my Fellow Flowers by my side, I will enter Corral K at 7:30 a.m. on October 7 in Chicago. I’ll be hydrated. Well rested. I’ll look around – take it in. The race will start, and along with thousands of other runners, I will begin my journey to the finish line. And I will cross it – and I will experience a kind of joy and enlightenment that literally keeps me up at night with giddy anticipation. It’s getting closer – that moment of transformation. I can sense it.