It All Comes Down to This....

The elusive finish line at The Boston Marathon. This is all I have to do.....get to that point. I've been chasing that for the last 16 weeks when my journey started.

Well, that is really only half true.

The REAL journey began October of 2005 when I ran my first marathon and finished a mere 5 minutes shy of a Boston qualifying time. However, I didn't even know it. I never really thought about Boston. Hadn't even considered it. I just knew I liked running. I ran and ran and kept listening to this silly boy (aka PC) who kept telling me I had done well and ran fast at that race. He asked me about my pace, my times, my distances and was shocked to find I did not own a Garmin. It was PC who made the first believable noise in my ear about running Boston. It was PC who thought I had the legs to qualify....not me....no way.

I crossed the finish line at the 2008 Seattle Marathon (with a Garmin, thanks to PC)hoping, but so full of doubt that I only told one person, my brother, what I would need to BQ.

See, I've never been much of a believer in myself.

When I qualified at Napa.....I wasn't even sure I earned it, heck....I made it in BARELY.

But that darn PC kept after me, telling me what a good runner I was, how proud he was.

To this day it seems unreal that I will run The Boston Marathon on April 19th.

It is so unreal that I can barely picture it in my minds eye.

I can't lie, my doubts and uncertainty are there.

There is nothing more to do....except cross that finish line.