In running, it is man against himself, the cruelest of opponents. The other runners are not real enimies. His adversary lies within in him, in his ability with brain and heart to master to master himself and his emotions.
There's so many emotions I'm feeling that I'm not quite sure where to begin. Hours of battling injuries, weather, self doubt and, let's not forget, training miles have all prepared me for this Saturday. When I began this journey I had know idea how I would run 26.2. The answer quickly became " a little at a time." Over 3 months later I have run the route in one form or another several times; I have no doubt I can complete this.
This week has been preparing my body and mind for the weekend. I've slept longer, decreased my physical activity, increased my fluids, cut out sodas and eaten just a little more than I usually do. All this so that my body will be in peak condition for the race. Mentally I keep telling myself that I'm strong and determined. That this will be piece of cake. I'm also thinking a lot about when to drink and eat during the race.
So many thoughts, so many feelings. I remember vividly how I felt when I crossed the finish line at my half marathon. I cannot wait to experience that feeling again. I guess that's why so many of us run. Not because of how we feel while we are running but how we feel when we accomplish a goal we have set for ourselves. It doesn't matter if your goal is 1 mile or 26; that self esteem boast you get when you acheive it makes you eager to set another one. Although I will say, after this race, my goal will be to rest a bit more and spend a little more time with my family.
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