Warning: Whiny Post Alert. Read only if you want to feel good about how much better adjusted you are than I am.
In the 10 years I’ve been running, I have yet to go to a race where things don’t start to unravel the week before. Ninety percent of the time, everything works out, and the race goes on as planned. But knowing that things (almost) always work out doesn’t make the pre-race logistics any less nerve-wracking for me because I am a drama queen.
I’m signed up to run the Desert Solstice 24 Hour this weekend. I love this race, and after my fall at Worlds, was hoping this would be my redemption race. But with less than 48 hours until the start, the pre-race gremlins are attacking:
- Hubz and I are both borderline sick. You know how it is – you’re at that point where you are starting to feel bad, but hope you can head it off at the pass with a little rest and Vitamin C. We’ll see. Right now, my sore throat is only a 3 on a scale of 10, but Hubz says his is about a 7. Yikes.
- My twin sons are snowed in on top of a mountain. They were supposed to be home this morning, but a storm hit late yesterday, and now they don’t know when they will get here. We are leaving for Texas in the morning (stopping in Phoenix to race) for our long Christmas break. I don’t know what we’ll do if they can’t get home today. Yikes.
- I’m not as motivated as I should be to run for 24 Hours. Because my mileage from last year’s race counts toward the 2013 Team qualification, I’m not feeling the pressure to race hard this year. I know that is a bad attitude, but it is the truth. All year, I’ve struggled with my motivation, and nothing has changed for this race. I hate this feeling, but it is what it is.
But, on a positive note (I don’t want this whole post to be whiny), even if I don’t race, I can go see my friends compete because we have to go through Phoenix regardless. I love to watch OTHER people compete – all the fun, none of the pain .