the alarm didn't go off.
it's my fault for not checking to be sure that it worked, but still.
it didn't buzz.
and i work up one hour before i was supposed to be standing in my starting corral.
as i was hurrying about, abandoning my tried and true, necessary and needed pre-run routine, i just kept thinking "i've worked so hard, and now this."
i shoved two hours of schedule into thirty minutes of frenzy.
i left the hotel and made my way to the start. in the heat and humidity.
i hoped and prayed.
i started running.
i had a time in mind that i believed i was capable of.
i had a time in mind that was my optimistic hope.
but i stopped my watched before it even got to my optimistic hope.
because i was at the finish line.