Trying to chill your shit the night before, getting out the door (with all your things) on time, and navigating race morning can be super stressful – especially for your first – and I’m hoping having someone there will take some of that pressure off for her.
Ok… really I just needed a couch to crash on.
Jokes aside, it’s always nice to go through it with someone, and I’m thinking being anxious/excited/focused on Danica will help distract me from my own nerves as well.
Because no matter HOW prepared you are, HOW confident you are, or HOW “I-don’t-really-give-a-shit” you are, there’s always going to be a little bit of nervousness. The races those butterflies haven’t shown up to? No doubt have been absolute worst.
So I’m channeling their energy – realizing they’re there because this is something I CARE ABOUT. I’ve put more thought and dedication into this than anything in a long time, and I can’t let that reality slip away when the road gets tough tomorrow morning.
I know I’m physically capable. I’m focusing on how I felt those first 20 miles of Eugene, and telling myself that being properly rested and tapered will be the difference I need to take care of the last 6.2.
And while I want to go in saying “I’VE SO EFFING GOT THIS,” it’s important to remember that it’s still going to hurt, and it’s still going to be hard. This won’t be a cakewalk, but if I stay focused and strong, I know I can get my BQ.
I KNOW I can.
I can so I will.
Marathon #7 – Here we go.