Well I have to admit, as I sit here with less than 10 hours away from probably the most physical challenge I've ever taken up, that I'm pretty gat damn nervous. Well actually it's a combination of two things: anticipation and nervousness.
On one hand I'm nervous as hell, and you may wonder why, but I don't want to run at a snails pace and feel satisfied with just finishing (nothing wrong with that, I have just have a different mentality I suppose)...f*** that I want to compete and try as much as I can. Now I know that I'm probably not going win place finishers medals (we do get participant medals though!), and quite frankly that's okay, but I just like to push myself as far as I can go and if I feel like I don't do that then this will be a failure.
Now on the other hand, I know I busted my ass in training and did just about as much as I could to get used to running in very cold temperatures (nothing is worse than the 2011 Cotton Patch Run at Boys Ranch with -17 degree wind chill and 40 mph winds we all endured) and so I think that physically I'm ready for tomorrow and that once I get to the starting line that I can start to mentally prepare myself and get crunk. I'm also excited to finally have a personal cheering section because my girlfriend, Jessica, is going to be there, which is also the first time I haven't had a complete stranger tell me to "keep running" or "you got this". So there's that added bit of motivation to kick some asphalt tomorrow (lame pun I know)
In any case back to the song, conveniently placed above, is one that I usually listen to while running that soothes me and causes me to calm my nerves, so this is a bit of a microcosm of what's going on with me on the even of the my first half marathon.
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