Just got back from San Diego. I ran 45 minutes on Monday before leaving for the airport. Did 45 on Tues, 90 on Wed, and 45 on Th. Early runs, all-day meetings, and unhealthy food at night while I caught up on the real work I wasn't getting done during the day -- life on the road. I managed to get to bed pretty early and felt good early in the week, but 8:45 on Monday slid to 9:30 last night before getting up at 4am for my 6:30 flight, on which I tried to rest as much as I could.
The forecast for Sunday hasn't changed -- low- to mid-60's and mostly cloudy. The wind has kicked up a little though and the cloud cover has dropped, which isn't good. My only real hope, and it isn't totally impossible, is that the speed work in the last few weeks has made me significantly faster.
Still though, I can run 35 secs per mile slower than Cherry Blossom and qualify. 35 secs slower than 10 mile pace seems like it should be pretty comfortable doesn't it? Of course, it's always comfortable at first until the miles wear away at you. You run harder but your splits are slower and you can't figure out why. It's such a strange race.