Holy cow. I knew the half marathon was later this month. We've been talking about that. But, when I get an email and the subject line is 'Half Marathon - 24 Days Out' the anxiety hits. Winter weather came late here, and with the abundance of snow days on top of sick kids, I'm so behind. I've missed many training runs, and my longest run has only been 8 miles. I have a lot of work to do.
I'm so worried that my legs are going to buckle under me while I'm running. I'm worried about how my knees are going to handle the run because of some discomfort I've been having. I'm worried about making it the entire run. I'm worried about it taking forevvvver for me to finish.
But then, when I'm out there running, I imagine how it will feel to cross that finish line. I know in the moment, I won't care how long it takes me. I know there will be this overwhelming push to keep going from the crowd and other runners. And I know there will likely be tears.
So, please....let today and tomorrow be our last winter weather occurrences and let the weather take a turn for the better. I will be spending the next three weeks running. And running some more. And the next three weekends running long runs, listening to podcasts, and logging the miles that will help me get to 13.1. Thirteen point one. What an accomplishment that will be!
