This was the first organized race I ever ran -- it was cold and my attire was a mismosh of things intended to keep me warm.  I still really don't care what I look like when I'm running -- comfort is the main objective.  I also had no idea they snapped pictures along the race route -- not that that would have probably had much of an impact either way.

Tonight I am going to the gym to get going on the treadmill and design my training plan for Broad Street -- I made it last year, I ran the whole thing and I finished, but this year I want to do better, be better.  I don't want to be fighting off injury and hoping to just finish -- I want to really DO IT, enjoy it, embrace the whole experience. 

I'm hoping some of my friends/family will be there to cheer me on or see me cross the finish line.  Knowing me, the me over the last 49 years, it is impressive that I completed this event last year and simply amazing that I want it again so badly.

The countdown has begun.