One half marathon registration? Check.
Scared shitless? Check.
Did it to show Pete that I could really hit the submit button? Check.
Signed up on the 29th so I could get a free shirt from this year? Check.
Forgot about it 1 hour after I signed up? Check.
Then, this happened:
I attended the expo for this year's race. Then I sent the following text to Pete: "Holy Shit, I signed up to run 13.1 miles in less than 3.5 hours." He replied that I needed to breathe and believe.
And you know what? He's right. I can do this. I can accomplish this goal if I put my mind to it. I'm worried that I'll be bumped off the course by the hay wagon with the "not good enough" people. Shhh...don't tell anyone...but even if that happens, it's ok. You know why?
I TRIED.Because not trying? That gets me nowhere in life and it took me a long time to realize it. It took me a lot of lost opportunities to realize that I could have gone a different direction, accomplished something or met someone. Not trying isn't an option anymore.
Women Rock Minnesota is a pretty new race. This was only the second year it was held here. I think it attracted me partly because it's only females running. Not that women are inferior to men, but it's less scary (to me) to be running against other women. I think it's the same thing as a female only gym. It's not a perfect body completion while you're working out.
This is the race I've been wanting to run. This is the race I've been dreaming of. This is the one that I want to finish. I can do it, right?
PS. I've never run in a race, just on my own. I currently can't even sit up without help from my arms because the mastectomy reconstruction took blood supply from my bottom ab muscles. But I can do this. I can.