9 hours 16 minutes 33 seconds--Powerhouse and Hammer are ready.

In about 9 hours I will run my first marathon.
What audacity.
Me.
A marathon.

I have logged 338.45 miles run since Saturday, August 1. I have acquired two pairs of sneakers, multiple tanks, shorts, socks (both lucky and less-lucky) and tees (two of which were earned at races), a really nice set of bruises from my fall, a really cool GPS unit, a hat, one bout with poison ivy, and a love of running that I never would have imagined I had the capacity to embrace. All this from a book.

I am a runner. I run because I am strong, I am confident, and I am fit. I run because I can.

And tomorrow I will say that I am a runner because I entered, I trained, and I finished.