I’m laying in bed preoccupied with what tomorrow will bring. In less than 12 hours from now I will embark on my second ever marathon. I thought I would be less nervous this time, but truth is I’m not. I’m both terrified and incredibly excited for my race.
This weird mix of feelings is a result of stepping out of my comfort zone. I’ve only been running for a couple years and still feel like a newbie. I question my training, lament about my speed (or lack there of), and wonder if I’m fueling properly.
Even if I am “ready” (whatever that means), there are always other things that can go wrong! My body is sore from my slopitch team’s double header last night and I’ve been having problems with my feet. Not to mention all the other things that could throw me for a loop like dehydration, weather, cramps, chaffing … and heaven forbid, stomach/bathroom issues!
It’s times like this that I have to take a step back and remember that I’ve put in the hours and I’m prepared. There are always things that will be out of my control, in running and in life, and all I can do is give it my all. As they say, “It’s better to try and fail, than to have never tried at all” … but hopefully it won’t come to that!
Anyway, time to turn my brain off, trust in myself, and go to sleep. What will happen, will happen. Goodnight and see you on the other side!