The night before my run started out horribly. My oldest daughter decided she wasn’t going to come and support me and nobody decided it was important enought to explain to a 12 year old that this is a very important event and that just hanging out with friends could be done any other time. Instead I got a text asking if I could come another time, only to later learn that I was lied to. I woke up at 2:45 am the day of the marathon and never fell back asleep. On to a brighter note, my middle daughter was eager to come cheer dad on and we were ready. Paul, Anne, my daughter and I piled into the car and started to make our way to Toronto. We managed to find a good parking spot and get to the starting area (which was moved this year). I had a great run achieving a new personal best and missing the cut by a meer 7 minutes. I’m hoping that I will be recovered enough by this weekend to get back out there training and see if I can do the Road 2 Hope to qualify. I’m to close to give up now, if not it will have to be Disney.
