During the last two and a half months I've conquered hills. I've dealt with sub-zero temperatures. I've dealt with wind. There have been mornings of single digits temps and what seemed like gale force winds. And there were the Tuesdays when I thought I was going to die on that treadmill but I killed those hill repeats.
I've put in the work. I'm not going to let Mother Nature and the windy, wet and cold morning she brings me on Saturday defeat me. I will finish the 13.1 miles. The clock may not read the numbers I want to when I cross that line, but some weather isn't going to stop me from trying.
Note: I'll be back on Thursday with some final thoughts on the training cycle and maybe even put some goals out there.