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but this weekend i went out for my 16 miler and was pleasantly surprised. i felt good. not just ok and not just so-so. i actually felt really good. and happy. three hours went by in no time, and i had shaved a minute per mile off my training times from last year.
i'm not anticipating that the marathon will feel exactly like this, or i'll go just as fast, or anything like that. but it gave me hope. hope that maybe this wasn't the dumbest idea i've ever had, and maybe (just maybe) i can finish this marathon with my lofty pie-in-the-sky goal time.
i'm not holding my breath, but you never know.