6 days to go until the marathon. Today was our (me, Mason and the jogger) last long run before the big day. We did 8 miles this morning and I felt pretty good. Two more short runs this week sans Mason and jogger and I will be set, I hope. I have to admit that this taper period is very bad for my psyche. I begin to doubt whether or not I will be able to run 26.2 miles. Scott assures me that this is just marathon jitters and that I will do fine. Now all I need to think about is my race clothing and what to eat this week. I had my last caffeinated beverage on Sunday and I was encouraged to lay off the donuts until after Sunday. I have no idea what he is talking about. I think the guy that gave me that advice was the same one who ate Little Debbie's during a century run. So, here's Mason on our last big run together before the big 26.2. It has been fun, Mason. I love you but I am not going to run with you in the jogger for a longggggg time. You two are getting pretty heavy especially on previously mentioned "hills".