I woke up to dog puke today. That was lovely. I wonder if that is indicative of my day or even my week?
Wish me luck. It's something I'm going to need, well, that is if I don't break my foot first.
Speaking of days and week, exactly one week from today is my 1st ever marathon run. To say the least, I'm a bit nervous. Not worried like my two running partners who have both been having nightmares. One dreamed I showed up to the marathon with a broken foot. She said she cried.
I need to make mention here that later the same day, in real life, I slammed my foot in my car door. Yes, I am that talented. It's bruised, but not broken. I told her not to tell me her dreams of horror anymore as apparently I'm now obsessing. I wasn't worried about breaking my foot, but now it seems I kick the wall when just casually strolling by it. So, while I'm not having the bad dreams, I am a bit apprehensive, as in, "if I think about the marathon my stomach gets 1,000 butterflies." I think that's a type of anxiety. Isn't it? If not, then it's just confirming I'm a loon. I usually force myself to take a deep breath to try and shake off those winged critters. Eventually, I'm pretty sure that the beautiful butterflies will turn into nervous poo'ing. I'm not really looking forward to that. Unless, of course, that causes me to lose 50-pounds. . . .
Nervousness and its poo aside, I am really looking forward to it! I've trained hard for this and I deserve to finish. And that's all I am really asking for. To finish. Besides, there are people out there going through so much more than I ever want to imagine or know. "Think training is hard? Try chemo." It's a quote that has kept me moving these past 6-months. Yet, it is my hope you nor I ever have to.
I need to make mention here that later the same day, in real life, I slammed my foot in my car door. Yes, I am that talented. It's bruised, but not broken. I told her not to tell me her dreams of horror anymore as apparently I'm now obsessing. I wasn't worried about breaking my foot, but now it seems I kick the wall when just casually strolling by it. So, while I'm not having the bad dreams, I am a bit apprehensive, as in, "if I think about the marathon my stomach gets 1,000 butterflies." I think that's a type of anxiety. Isn't it? If not, then it's just confirming I'm a loon. I usually force myself to take a deep breath to try and shake off those winged critters. Eventually, I'm pretty sure that the beautiful butterflies will turn into nervous poo'ing. I'm not really looking forward to that. Unless, of course, that causes me to lose 50-pounds. . . .
Nervousness and its poo aside, I am really looking forward to it! I've trained hard for this and I deserve to finish. And that's all I am really asking for. To finish. Besides, there are people out there going through so much more than I ever want to imagine or know. "Think training is hard? Try chemo." It's a quote that has kept me moving these past 6-months. Yet, it is my hope you nor I ever have to.
Wish me luck. It's something I'm going to need, well, that is if I don't break my foot first.
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18 comments:
I think it is fantastic that you are running a marathon!!! I am so impressed with people who do! Party like a rock star when its over...have one of your martini's waiting for you! or five
Like the quote.
You will finish. You've done the work to get there- it will be okay. Enjoy!
Eek, she dreamed about YOUR foot? I would ask that she dream about her own feet from now on!
Good luck babe, you'll be awesome!
xo
Yeah lady, dream about breaking your own feet!
Good luck, even though luck is where preparation meets opportunity. You've prepared, that's all you can do.
Don't get mad and kick anything this week. ;-)
Lady Jane: If I have the strength & am not curled in the fetal position, I will have FIVE! So say the God that Be!
Monkey: I've done 18-miles, I can finish 26.2, right?
Princess: Why would someone dream about MY feet?!
Ian: I have prepared, you are right. I'm glad I am no longer dead to you. . .
Jay: I will not kick nuttin' this week, INCLUDING the men's nether regions!
I'm so impressed you're running that far. on purpose. without someone chasing you, i mean. way to go!
take pictures!!! i wanna see you cross the finish line!
You are going to do great! You've trained hard and you're ready!
Now go poo! ;)
You'll do great, Jen!!! Best wishes and happy feets to you! Wish I was running it with ya! Maybe I'll train for one again someday (I hope!)
xxxooo
You'll do just great. You have a lot of people cheering you on!
good luck. My folks are doing a half marathon in two weeks time. And i'm thinking of training for one in July ... I know that its a lot of work but I imagine once you've finished you'll feel amazing.
I'm sure you will rock it. Looking forward to seeing the picture of you crossing the finish line! Is your hubby running too?
Miss Minneapolis: That is a really good point - though in the end to get me across that finish line, I may just need someone chasing me. I'll tell the husband to take some photo's!
RLL: I'll take that advice - poo and all!
Alli: it's been great fun! I hope the feets CAN make it! You do need to do it again! I am!
Suze: thank you! The support HAS been awesome!
Sid: I really enjoy 1/2 marathons - I just hope I will feel the same way about full one's. Great luck to your parents for their 1/2! That's fantastic! And, knowing that you can just walk off a cliff while being tethered to a rope then flying to the other side of said canyon - well, let's just say that training for you will be cake! As well as safer!
g-man: nope. I'm solo on this one. Actually, the husband is going to bike himself through the course with a couple of our friends to cheer me on. Does that count? He's been such a trooper through it all!
Well, no it doesn't count, but having a mobile cheering section is just too cool, and in my opinion way better that participating.
So how did it go?
Hope you finished OK!
Jay said you did it!!! Go YOU!!!! You're awesome! And congrats!!!!
Sooo... this former marathoner is curious as to how it turned out.
Ran White Rock one year... thought Dallas always had nice dry weather. Surprise!!
G-Man: I, actually, had an entourage of 5 bicyclist riding beside me! It truly was cool!
Chief Rock Chef: I'll blog soon! It was AMAZING!
RLL: Thank you! Everyone has been so generous in their support; it's been overwhelming and awesome!
Sauerkraut: (I love your name, btw). Um. Yeah. Welcome to Dallas. White Rock Marathon is infamous for it's bad or extreme weather. The Big D itself was cold, cold, cold due to 27 mph northerly winds with gusts up to 40 mph. That sucked, but I still loved every minute of it. Will update with photos soon! Thanks for visiting.
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