This past weekend my boyfriend, Albert, and I were in Hamilton, Ontario to run the 30K “Around the Bay” event.
It’s actually a pretty big running event. Behind the start line we were huddled, basking in the body-heat of 4500 other runners on this chilly (but happily not raining!) March morning.
And for me, this event was pretty big for personal reasons too: It was going to be the longest distance I’ve attempted in about 8 years.
And because of the momentousness of this event (at least in mind), I was noticing clouds of doubt and worry float into my thoughts.
Yes, I DO occasionally go to these dark places where I worry about failing miserably.
I worried about my hips and left foot giving out on me… They’ve all been giving me some pain lately.
I worried about overheating by dressing too warmly, or freezing by not wearing enough.
I worried about not having enough food with me to keep me fueled for the next 3 hours or so.
I worried about not getting up the steep HILL I’d heard about at around kilometer 26.
And finally, I worried about meeting the grim reaper… Continue reading “Running away from the grim reaper…”
