With 3 days to go, I am filled with all kinds of hope.
I hope that I get to meet a lot of the friends I’ve made through dailymile and Twitter tomorrow at the get together that has been planned post bib pick up.
I hope that they like me.
I hope that I like them.
I hope they’ll let me take pictures.
I hope that I am able to make it to Monday without injuring myself in some ridiculous fashion.
I hope that I am able to fulfill my dream of a BQ.
I hope that BQ or not, I finish.
I hope I don’t miss my family as I run by.
I hope my buddy Mike forgives me for not being his pacer from the Newton Hills to the finish.
I hope I remember to yell, “On On” right before Heartbreak Hill.
I hope that Hill won’t break my heart, body or spirit.
I hope that all of my friends who are running, regardless of whether I’ve met them or not, finish and finish strong.
I hope that my running will inspire someone else to start running, whether it be for the first time or not.
I hope the running revolution is here to stay.
3 days to go and I am full of hope.
Run Luau Run 
I don’t think I have it in my heart to ever forgive OR forget. You ruined everything, you ruiner!
My sister likes you.
😉
ha ha. You remembered!
Loved the shout out.
I hope your wishes & hopes come true.
on-on.
Btw, I think the running revolution started back in the early 70s. Remember shaggy hair, long mustaches, short shorts and tube socks? Yeah…
Well I hope it’s here to stay…and spread!
Maybe I should sport that look on Monday?
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