I got stuck in the airport all day and I couldn't help but think to myself...If I had my running clothes I could get that 18 miler out of the way.
Also...it's 91 degrees and 93% humidity...I might die.
I'm not really sure what my plan is now. I thought I'd run Friday morning but I'm not going to now. It's also clear I'm going to have to get up at some horrible hour to have a prayer of not dying of heat stroke.
Even then it might just come down to luck.