The Heat Miser I was warned about from past Vineman participants appears to be taking the weekend off this year and I couldn’t be more relieved. Horror stories of 105 degrees on the run don’t do much for my confidence. This is the exact same forecast (aside from the humidity) that I had for the Boulder Peak. I know I can handle it…. and I will.

I got lots of calls from friends near and far yesterday, wishing me luck on this last leg of my journey. It feels good to get support from those who care about you. I’ve been feeling a little guilty lately at how focused I have been on myself as the end quickly creeps closer. “Look at me suffer wah wah wah” is all I feel like I’ve been saying lately. It really is ridiculous. I put myself up to this challenge. I wasn’t in an accident, and I’m not sick. I have friends and family who are currently REALLY suffering and struggling just to survive and get back to a normal life. If I catch myself pulling some “poor me” bullshit out on the course, all I have to do is remember those close to me that are fighting harder than I. Their strength will power me through this if nothing else. And I hope that my strength does the same for them as I will be thinking about them along the way.