Friday, April 05, 2013
Tomorrow is the big 15k. I haven't ran since I hurt my foot during the 10k. I'm determined to finish the 9 miles just worried on how I will feel or if it'll scare me away from the 13 miles next month. I keep telling myself that I did 6 miles, what is 3 more. 3 more for me is 3 miles further than I have ever gone. I am trying to think positive. I am trying to mentally prepare myself. I am scared s*less. I can't describe the absolute panic I'm feeling looking at the course map. I can not put into words the absolute fear I have of getting to a certain point and quitting. I don't want to quit, but if I'm honest, if I'm talking of then I'm thinking it. I am taking my husband with me tomorrow. It is completely selfish, but I am doing it to ensure I do not quit. I am afraid that even he won't be enough.