It’s 10pm the night before my half marathon. I should be in bed, but I know if I go to bed too early I will just toss and turn.
I’m feeling nervous and a bit worried. The farthest I’ve ever run is 11 miles and tomorrow I have to race 13.1. I’m trying to trust my training and know that I followed my plan and that adrenaline will keep me going during those last unknown 2.1 miles. My ankle has been bugging me so I’m hoping that it behaves tomorrow. The weather is supposed to be absolutely perfect – 10 degrees Celsius, sunny, no wind. Some of my race day nerves have been tamed because I had a great experience during my 10k two weeks ago, so I know what to expect.
Whatever happens tomorrow, I want to have fun. I have no time goal and just want to finish! No matter what happens, I am proud of myself for training and for giving the half marathon a shot. This past week I’ve been tapering and letting my legs rest up. I’ve only run 2 miles 2 times, and I’ve really missed running. My head has been a bit foggy and I’ve felt lethargic. I’m looking forward to exercising again on a daily basis once this race is over and enjoying the endorphins again.
Time for me to head to bed. I’m looking forward to tomorrow’s adventure!