So. I am freaking out a little bit. Remember back in like September I was all gung-ho about running a 5k by the end of the year and it did not happen? Well, fast forward to the combo end/beginning of 2010/2011 time frame. One of my besties, LeeAnn, decided that she would do the St Patrick's 5k in Balto. Well, that gave a definite deadline. Then she signed up. I was supposed to sign up as well, but I procrastinated and was unable to get into that race. I had, however, taken off the days (or nights) that I needed to run the race, so with the help of the interweb, I found another race on the same day in the vicinity of Balto and signed up.
Well.
Given the time and where I had been, I should be way farther along than I am. I kept taking weeks off because, well, just because. Although I hold to the reasons for February. So I am not where I feel I should be considering the race is on 12 March. You know, next weekend. Yeah.
I am getting sucked into the whole "THREE MILES?!? WHAT WAS I THINKING?!!?" right now. I mean, I walked that far, plus a little, today. But that is walking. I can do that. Running? Buh. Who on the what?
I know that I can run a pretty decent mile. And that I can do a fair two miles with a smattering of walking, but three? Oh Lord.
I mean, I have to start somewhere, but I don't want to have a crappy race. I know I can finish, but I don't want to be last and that is an outcome that I might have to face. Ugh. I cannot believe that the time flew by so quickly.
I suppose I can look at it as my first time and it can only get better, but still. The fears and doubts are right there.
The best part? It has "rollers" and "an uphill finish." SAVE ME!!
At least I get a T-shirt.
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