So, this is the last week before my half-marathon. Last Thursday night, I accidentally looked up how far 13 miles is … and began to get anxious. This entire time I’ve been pretty laid back about the whole thing. Training schedule? What’s that about? I certainly have no idea. But, the last few days I’ve been singing a different tune.
Today was the first day that I knew I had to run but didn’t want to run. I knew I had to run today but I think the anxiety of the coming week got to me. So I set my miles goal and hit the road. After 2 miles of cranky running, I knew I needed to shake these feelings. Get back to my relaxed running state of the past few months. So, I sat myself down on a stone wall. Reminded myself of why I was doing this and set out running again. No more acting like a baby.
End result? It was actually a really great run.
Visiting an old friend’s street
Swinging by South Station on my way to Southie
I didn’t even know this existed
So, I’m not totally sure what I should be doing this week – but I honestly don’t care. I figure I’ll run on Wednesday (maybe) and just remind myself of how exciting it will be when I finish that race.
Worse case scenario? I can totally crawl 13 miles. It’ll just take me longer.
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