I have about a million things racing through my head right now. First things first... I officially feel like a "real" runner. A woefully underprepared runner, but a runner nonetheless! It is less than 32 degrees here tonight and I dragged my dead butt out and ran 3.1 miles in it! I am so proud of myself. Kind of funny, I am proud of myself for something that I would ordinarily consider borderline insane. Go me! This gives me a more specific wish list... primarily (besides shoes, of course) I need a midlayer shirt with long sleeves to go over the under armour, but under the windbreaker layer. I also need warmer socks. Otherwise, it seemed to go rather well.
So, the other 999,999 things going through my head all center around Saturday's race. The biggest thing is that my 4 year old wants to run the kiddie fun run. I think this is great!!! EXCEPT, he thinks he's going to win it. I am not disparaging my wonderful son in any way. But let's face it: a four year old doesn't stand a chance against the 10 and 11 year olds. They all get a ribbon and it will be great IF he doen't flip out when people pass him. I want him to love running. I don't want to damage him. Maybe I just worry too much.
Also, about the race, I don't feel like I am ready for it. I don't feel like I have run enough. though I wonder if I ran 20 miles a day, seven days a week, if I would feel like I was running enough or should I be running 30. Argh. I am so competitive with MYSELF it's crazy. I have no delusions of actually ever winning. I just want to get a PR every time! That's crazy and unrealistic, but it eats away at my psyche. I guess any motivation is better than no motivation at all, right?
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