in 13 days dan & i head down to seaside,
my favorite place ,
for a quick breath of salty air
a quick dipping of our toes in the perfect white sand
eating shrimp at favorite restraunts
shopping at favorite stores
running a half marathon.
in the next few days i have 72 miles to put in.
i'll be honest,
today i'm feeling a tad psyched out.
i don't mean to be
i don't want to be
but the more i think about running that distance
the more i get a smidge
i have several friends who run half marathons.
they run them well
& seem to run them somewhat easily.
the last time i ran one,
i was half my current age.
i've been hearing that voice that says
what if this is it?
what if this is as good as i'll ever be?
what if i can't do it?
i know with any challenge
much of the battle is a mental thing.
right now i'm just in a little mental slump
& all i need is a giant dose of the "i can's!"
two weeks from this very moment
i'll be driving home,
hopefully with a big medal around my neck
a new vera tote ( all the marathon runners get both)
a funky new race t-shirt
maybe a little sunkiss on my cheeks
& hopefully one jean size smaller--ha!
i'm hoping i wake up in the morning
all fired up
& back on top of my game again,
trying not to look at the big picture
the big number
the total distance,
but just taking it
one mile at a time.