I’ve tried to avoid it. I’ve trained properly, eaten properly (mostly), slept properly (usually), cross trained, and stretched. My legs have no nagging aches or pains. I’m little overstuffed from dinner last night, but I generally feel very good. In spite of my best efforts, pre-race panic has set in in full force. I have nightmares about suddenly being mid-race without knowing the marathon had started. I forgot my chip. Or, I’m running on a busy street and traffic hasn’t been blocked so I have to stop for lights. Or, my dream self decides to give up and go into a coffee shop where I spend the next 20 minutes beating myself up for quitting. Or I forget to go to DC all together and wake up Sunday morning in a panic, realizing I’m supposed to be at the marathon. These are not the thoughts of a rational human being. These are the thoughts of a lunatic. That’s me, Katherine the lunatic.
I obsessively check the weather (though if my wedding day had taught me anything, I wouldn’t bother for a second). I’m desperately trying to put together outfits A, B and C, depending on the start/finish temperature. Do I prefer warm legs, or a warm upper body? I don’t remember! Should I buy throw-away clothes? If so, where?!
Should I run with my fuel belt or have I properly trained for water stops? Should I pin Gu to my shorts so I have energy along the way? Or task my friend and The Huz with finding me every 4-6 miles to give me a pack.
Have I really trained enough? Fast enough? Far enough? Should I sign up with a pace group? What if I sign up for the 4:30 pace group and I can’t keep up with them at the end? Is it better to sign up for the 4:15 pace group and just gradually let them get a lead on me throughout the course of the race?
I DON’T KNOW!!!