I am a raging lunatic.
My confirmation booklet for the Chicago Marathon just came in the mail, and I started to cry as I was reading through it. The tears didn’t come from reading an inspiring story or from information about charity runners…no, my tears came from looking at the course map.
I have officially lost my mind. Either that or I’m pregnant. Neither option is reassuring at the moment…
** I just wanted to clarify that the tears were of the Hallmark American Greeting’s card variety, and were full of sappy, lump in the throat, emotion. I wouldn’t be so worried if they had been completely normal and expected, “Oh shit, I’m going to be running how far in less than 3 weeks?” kind of tears…**
2 Comments
No … I don’t think you’ve lost your mind. I think you’re at that stage of “holy cripes, what have I done” ?? Maybe?
Shoot, I don’t know … I’m seriously wondering if anyone will know the difference if I just drive down to Akron on Saturday and sit on the sidelines and just *watch* ? Put on some stinky running clothes from last week and then drive home.
?
(Do you really think you could be pregnant?)
No, I don’t really think I’m pregnant…just hormonal for some reason. I’m emotional that the day is finally coming (and I’ll actually get to sleep in for a change).
Don’t worry about this weekend…the race is your reward for all the training (I know it’s cheesy…but it’s true). Is your family cheering you on from the sidelines?
You can’t just sit on the sidelines and watch…you told everyone how to follow your race on a recent post, now you absolutely have to run. You wouldn’t be able to sit it out anyway…once the running bug bites, the disease is chronic. You will be registering for more races after this one…I promise.