WOW. 4 weeks from Saturday and it will be here. The date I will attempt to run my first full marathon. I have been completely optimistic until the last week or so. I'm having crazy dreams - like forgetting my running shorts and having to run in jeans, getting lost in the crowd and having to run the entire thing alone, my jersey not coming in, you name it...
What scares me is when I get to mile 16/17/18... that's when the marathon becomes a mental race. Physically, my body is ready, but mentally... well, not so much.
I keep reading how hard they are and how few people actually finish a full marathon (1/10 or 1% of the population finish a marathon in a given year). It freaks me out to know that I may be a part of the 1/10 in 4 weeks. HOLY COW!!!
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you are far too hard-headed to not finish. i'm pretty sure you'd fight the EMT's if they tried to keep from getting to the end. yeah, you'll either run across the finish line, or wave to it as you are airlifted to the nearest hospital for exhaustion. just kidding, you'll be fine.
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