We are 12 weeks out from the Chicago Marathon.
I have decided this is when my training really begins.
I’ve been building to this point all year: coming back from an injury, getting in a routine, getting stronger. Working on my head game. I’m going to the track regularly now. And the gym. I’ve got more work to do, but I’m getting there. I have no travel plans until Chicago. Work should be relatively chill. The only thing standing between me and success is, well, me.
In 12 weeks, I want to cross that finish line knowing I gave it my all.
So here we go.