My half marathon is this Sunday! Sunday, Sunday, Sunday (say it like those monster truck commercials). I'm dialing in my music playlist a little more, trying out different clothing choices, sticking an extra pair of earbuds in my car just in case I forget my favorite ones, and I bought a few packages of shot blocks today.
I'm trying to figure out how to convert YouTube clips from Friday Night Lights of Coach Taylor yelling at his players into iTunes songs that I can insert into my running playlist. No really. I seriously am.
To be perfectly honest though right now I have thoughts of, "I'm not sure I can do this, but I'm doing it anyways." Which is very unlike me. I know I'll do it, but it still feels slightly out of reach. It still feels like, "Who me? Run that far? In public? Oh no, not me." But I'll be crossing that finish line even if I'm crawling.
No, I'm not trail running. Or running up any hills. I took this picture this past weekend while waiting for my friend Kristen to come running down that hill. I'll post a link to her recap of this amazing event once she has it up on her blog. Watching these runners was very inspiring.