This time tomorrow, I will be making my way to Jackson Park and the starting line for the Chicago Half Marathon. It's finally here... T. and I went to the Health and Fitness Expo after we participated in the Out of the Darkness Walk and I picked up my packet, t-shirt, and vest. It's always when I'm picking up my bib and my packet that it starts to feel real, and this was no exception. I felt, and feel, so excited, but also a little terrified, too. I mean, I've got 13.1 miles ahead of me. And even though I've done it before... even though I'm feeling more prepared than I was for the first one... I still can't help but be a little nervous.
I can definitely say, though, that I am way more confident than I am scared. There's nothing wrong with a healthy dose of fear to stay motivated, and I think that I will be at least a little faster this time around just because I know what to expect. On my run home from Navy Pier, I went a total of 9.7 miles. It looks like it's going to be another perfect day, weather wise, and I've been getting a lot of encouragement and good vibes. When we were at lunch today, one singular thought came to my mind--I am a person who runs half marathons. I never thought that would be possible, but... damn, do I love it! So tonight, I'll set out my gear and take a hot shower and get a good night's sleep. And in the morning, I'll see what's waiting for me out on that adventure through 13.1 miles.
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