I ran two miles this morning. Then I walked four miles with Sadie.
I’m nervous. This weekend’s race will be HARD. Most of all I’m afraid of the mental strength that will be required. It’s going to be tougher than any other race I’ve done so far.
In a way I feel like I could go on and on about how nervous I am. But I don’t really have anything to say. I’ll spend the next several hours envisioning myself crossing the finish line. I’m nervous. But it will be good.