I am in a weird place between total panic and total apathy. I am going to be running a 5k in something like 33 hours.
I don’t know if I’m ready. One part of my mind tells me I’m read. But another part of me fears that I’m not.
What if I’m not ready?
Then there’s the other side of me that asks why I’m worried. I’m not going to be the fastest runner. I know that. So why am I worried? The only person I may disappoint is myself.
It doesn’t help that I’m seeing, through twitter and DailyMile, messages from some of my online running friends talking about their plans to run the same race. Friends, be assured that I value all of you- but I have absolutely no desire to meet you in person! Especially at a race! I know I’m not a fast runner, and I know that the important thing is that I’m getting out there and running anyway. But it’s unnerving to see anyone I know who is also running the race. I would be perfectly content to not know ANYONE at the race except for the people who are waiting for me at the finish line.
I don’t know. It’s too late for me to do ANYTHING to get myself any more ready. No more training runs or circuit training or strength training or anything at all.
All I can do is try to not go crazy in the next day and a half.
Unfortunately I think that will be reasonably challenging!