The marathon is two days away! We are headed down to Charlotte today to get settled in at our campground. I am filled with nervous excitement! The day I have been driving towards for over 4 months is almost here.
I have moments where I get really freaked out thinking about the distance I intend to run on Saturday morning. Did we forget that the first guy to do this (Pheidippides) dropped dead after running 26 miles? Who the heck decided it was a great distance for a race!?
Oh yea, because it’s an amazing athletic feat. One that I’ve wanted a part of for a long time. I’ve watched others, including my own husband, run marathons. I’ve dreamt of the day I could know those 26.2 miles for myself and cross that finish line and finally call myself a marathoner.
The training is done, which I’ve been told means the hard work is behind me. So many have said that race day is the reward for all of the work you put in. I plan to try and remember to enjoy every step on Saturday and remember things like my 20 miler and all those repeats at the track.
When the going gets tough, I need to push my doubts aside and remember my training. I have to remember that I am capable. I am tough enough.
I appreciate all of the support and advice everyone has given me over these past few months. I am so glad I started my blog earlier this year, because having the camaraderie as I’ve gone through this marathon training process has been amazing.
This will be the biggest test I have ever faced in running, and most likely one of the hardest things I have ever done. I am nervous. I am excited. I am anxious for race day to just get here already. I am pumped. I am a bit apprehensive. But most of all, I am ready to run.
Charlotte or bust!
P.S. I don’t know why the font is all wonky for this post. I typed it in the Blogger post editor like I normally do.