So today I ran 21 miles.
My new PR pants? Love them.
Guys, I’m nervous – but not for the reasons you probably expect. I’m not worried about the distance. I’m not worried I’m undertrained. I’m not worried I’m not going to meet my goal.
(ok, a little about those things, too)
I’m really worried because ALL of my runs have gone SO WELL – I know, real rough life. But being the pessimist I am, I JUST KNOW there’s a bad one lurking around the corner. It can’t go this smoothly the whole time, right?
AND HELLO I’M OUT OF TIME FOR SHITTY RUNS! The race is in < 2 weeks!!!
I really might sabotage next week’s 15 miler just to make sure I get it out of my system before then.
I refueled with a bottle of white wine and a nap on the deck, so I’m out of words for you. 515W2M continues to be a raging success. It has Franklin’s seal of approval.