I’ll be running the All Out Fallfest Marathon tomorrow…gotta say I’m a little nervous and twitchy. I feel like I prepared well enough, but then again I don’t know. I’ve got all the symptoms of a full blown taper tantrum. Phantom leg pains, phantom foot pains, headache, weirdly rampaging hunger….
I finally beat my personal record for the mile today. Now, grant you, 11:04 was not insanely fast to begin with, so finally getting down to 10:08 probably isn’t all that impressive to anyone, but given the fact that I’m recovering from bronchitis and it is that time of the month, I think I deserve at least a little pat on the back.
And some spinach ravioli.
POINT IS my dream of finishing a full marathon in under 5 hours seems that much more attainable when I’m actually capable of running a mile at something more than a glacial pace. I feel less awkward about calling myself a runner.
Also the Shakira song from Zootopia is now on heavy repeat on my running track list. I haven’t seen the movie yet but the song just makes me so happy.