Sunday, September 5, 2010

The countdown begins...

Exactly 6 weeks from today, I am supposedly running 26.2 miles. Last weekend I could only muster 7 because I felt like I was getting sick, and this weekend I am definitely sick, sleeping all day and feeling too lethargic to do anything productive. Obviously, this is the point in my training where I start freaking out.

How I am going to gain 10 more miles in training is beyond me. I am at least thankful I've gotten some good hill training in. I know I am built for hills. But am I built to go the distance? I don't think we will know until race day. The new teaching job has me working 12-14 hour days, running on barely enough sleep to function, and infinitely exhausted. This was the first week I did NOTHING for training... not even weights or elliptical.

Some people might say to just skip this race and play in safe. But $120 registration fee, a sexy firefighter wearing a tuxedo waiting for me at the finish line with a Tiffany's necklace, and free chocolate and socks along the way, well, I am not going to give all that up. I've told too many people. The expectations to finish are so high. I want to prove to myself that I can do this. That I can be an athlete. But seriously, I am starting to get a little scared about what the outcomes might be!