I am terrified.
Terrified.
I don’t think I’ve trained enough. At all. I’ve done all of my long runs, but one, but I have totally sucked on my during-the-week runs. I usually run on Saturdays and Sundays and maybe once more during the week if I’m lucky.
I don’t do speed work. (My speed work was running in Hawaii with Lindsay, who’s faster than me.)
I know that my long runs are the most important, so I’m glad I’ve done them all (except for one), and that they’ve gone relatively well. Because I really fear I’m half-assing this marathon. That I didn’t realize the time commitment involved.
And this week was supposed to be the week I redeemed myself, but I got sick, and so I haven’t run since my run on Sunday. (I was supposed to run yesterday, but I took a rest day. I was supposed to bike today but I did yoga.)
I’m terrified I won’t finish.
On an equally heavy note…
I finished my Chinese leftovers tonight. I felt like I had a boulder in my stomach today after eating these last night, so I’m glad to be done with them.
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