It isn't the most flattering picture, however, I kind of like it. I was proud of myself after running 10 miles, I can only imagine what 13.1 is going to feel like. I am 6 days away from crossing the finish line and my emotions are mixed. I get to see Ricki, Joel, Gila, and Doug but I want to get this half marathon over with. Not because I'm dreading it; it's just an unknown feeling. I don't know what feelings are pure "OMG WHAT THE **** DID I GET MYSELF INTO" vs "I trained, I can do this, I just don't know what to expect." Right now, when I think about running 13.1 miles with 44,000 people I want to throw up.
If you can run 10 you can run 13. How does this even compute? When I started Team Challenge I couldn't even run down the street without feeling like I was going to die. I got up to 3 miles and it was a huge accomplishment. So saying the last 3 miles is a cake run is like saying my initial training that I was so excited about wasn't actually a big accomplishment? It just doesn't sit right. Every mile that I ran was a huge milestone for me, and I don't want to discredit any of them.
I felt like I might think about running a marathon somewhere down the line if I survived this half marathon. Now that I'm almost up to the half marathon, I feel like I should do it soon because I'm already halfway trained.
Baby steps. Vegas countdown has re-officially started!
