I can't believe race day is finally upon me.
I have run over 100 miles, burned over 11,000 calories and lost almost 10 lbs in preparation for this run. And honestly, I could not be more excited.
I realize that it will be 8,000 degrees outside and that my feet will literally feel like they are on fire each time my foot hits the pavement. That's what you get for signing up for a July race in Kansas City.
Perfect planning on my part.
I have been training in the evenings in order to prepare my body for the frickin' sauna that is outside right now. Yes, my runs are a 1000 times more difficult in the heat. But hey, it can't get worse than this.
Well it could, but then I'd have a heat stroke.
And that wouldn't be good, would it?
If I'm not back on Monday, you know that's what happened. If my Instagram feed suddenly stops. RIP Anne.
On that note, I love you all. Thanks for your support.
And please don't let my husband marry a slut. I'll haunt that bitch.
In the event that I do have a heat stroke, someone better carry my ass across that finish line.
Because damn it, I WILL finish this race. Even dead.
Now bring on the carbs, protein & gallons of water.
And mostly, Bring It On Crossroads District. I plan to dominate the shit out of you.