Down to the Wire

Nearly fifteen weeks ago, I signed up for the Toronto Waterfront Marathon. It seemed so far away at the time, almost surreal. What was I thinking? The most I’d ever run was 23.5 km, and that was only because I’d gotten lost! Did I have it in me to run 42 km? Could I train properly around my work schedule and jet lag? Was I committed? So many questions had me doubting myself. And now, with the race four days away, it’s down to the wire.

A Test of Nerves

In perhaps an odd way, the years of writ...