I’m not going to keep you guys in suspense – Boyfriend didn’t come. He did help me switch flights so I’ll go home this afternoon instead of tomorrow morning. But now, it’s just between me and the race.
I’m alone, I got 3 hours sleep, it’s my first marathon in about 3 months… it’s actually almost motivating how many things have gone wrong. This is the worst possible way I could start a race (untrained, stressed as hell, without proper rest, under hot conditions, and all by myself with no one I know here for support). Will I give up at mile 16, or can I overcome all these obstacles?
In that Runners’ World I was reading yesterday, there was a profile of David Goggins. He’s a Navy SEAL who fell into running but now is an ultramarathoner out of the sheer desire to push himself to his limits. He says, “When I get to mile 75 of a 50 mile race and I’m completely trashed – that’s the only way I can see what David Goggins is all about.”
I love it. I’m the same way – I run because I love testing my limits and seeing what I can do under duress. Will I finish this race? Will I check Tennessee off my list?
Hell yeah I will.