Yeah. That’s it. I’m tapering.
If tapering means that while training for a half marathon I pretty much called it good a week and a half ago on my longest run of about eight miles, after I got too bored to run a step further, and since then I’ve run exactly 6.3 miles total. What can I say? It’s been a busy week! 😊 I get worried and then I remember a few things. It’s going to hurt on Monday no matter how much training I did or didn’t have. If I run three or thirteen miles, I’ll hurt. Also, I can walk at any time if I need to. I really don’t want to, but it’s an option if I need it. Lastly, my secret weapon: I have gels to eat during the run that will magically make me feel better and will give me all the energy I need to finish the thing with dignity and grace, right? Right?!?!?
So, yeah, it looks like I’m a little overly optimistic and underly prepared, but I don’t care. I mean, I care, but I’m not scared, surprisingly. It will be a really interesting experience and something to cross off my bucket list- that I ran a half marathon. I’ll be able to say that on Monday. Who would have thought? I certainly find that pretty unbelievable.
When I finish, I get this:
I don’t know if or where I’ll ever wear it, but I’ll be pretty proud to be its rightful owner.