One more day.
Day 92.
Tomorrow.
After 92 days of thinking about this run and if it is even possible, the thinking ends tomorrow.
At 8 a.m.
Of course, some would tell you the thinking must have stopped somewhere around day one. Or two at the latest.
Run? For fun? That’s insane.
But I’ve learned a lot from this 92-day experience. I’ve learned a lot about endurance, running, myself, runners and what you can and can’t do.
Mainly, I’ve realized I can probably maybe potentially run 13.1 miles tomorrow.
It took a lot of lessons.
I had to tell myself to get up early enough to run on day one.
Then I had to tell myself I should probably walk, on day one.
I had to tell myself to run faster when I was going too slow. I had to tell myself to slow down when my legs couldn’t take the pain. I had to tell myself to get back out there after a doctor told me to stop being a wimp and stop worrying so much. And to stretch.
I had to tell myself to charge the iPod battery so it doesn’t die during a run. I had to tell myself slow music is for dancing, not running.
I had to tell myself to keep going, it’s only one more mile, one more turn, one more block, one more …
One more night’s sleep before 13.1 miles. See you at the finish line.
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