Ohiah Sunnumbitch!

Whelp, sorry for the delay in posting to the Grind. It all started last Friday night after work - on a night I left work early to hit the trails for a long tempo run, in fact - when I'd gotten a call from a co-worker informing me that it was off to the buckeye state yet again for more of that Ohiah fun.

Argh.

In between packing my bags and flying out of Nisky, however, I did manage to squeeze in the crucial long-run. Yup - 20 miles at roughly sub-9 pace. It hurt, and pretty much every mile after 14 served as a not-so-subtle reminder that "cramming" for this marathon has been quite a (ridiculous) undertaking. But with the weather cloudy and breezy, and temperatures only around 62F, I managed to finish up strong and consistent. Better yet, the minute I kicked my shoes off and finished stretching, it was officially taper time - two weeks of taper, to be exact, before the big run.

After the glory of the long run, however, I found myself painfully running through the airports, dodging the security obstacles and finally touching down in Northern Kentucky only to find out that the good people at the rental car agency were "out" of mid-size fuel-burners and, because it was my "lucky day," I would be getting a 400 ton SUV Boat of a vehicle for no extra charge. Thanks, fate. Nothing like driving around in the Titanic.