It’s time for me to get ready to bed. After all, I have an early morning tomorrow. A 7:30 start time. My first half marathon. Something that, a year ago, I told Justin I would never have any desire to do. And now? Here I am, ready to put 13.1 miles under my belt. Ready to keep moving myself forward to the person I’m becoming.
Yes, I’m terrified. The longest I’ve run is eight miles. And I’m not fast. At all. In fact, I’m pretty damn slow. However, the only important thing is that I do it. And, even if I have to walk the last eight miles, I’ll probably be able to finish in three hours. My goal is 2 hours, 45 minutes. Just fast enough to match Justin’s time for his first half marathon.
So, please, if you happen to be awake at 7:30 tomorrow morning, say a prayer for me. And I’ll talk to you on the other side of 13.1.