I’ve got this song stuck in my head and in my speakers today.
Run for the trees
Go for the hill above
That’s exactly the treatment
That we thought was good enough
run
Run
Run because you have to. Run because you love it. Run because you want to be fast. Run to find some quiet time. Run to sweat. Run to eat. Run to hear your heart pound in your ears. Run because you’re a runner. Run because you gotta keep the streak. Run because you don’t know why the hell you’re running. Run because you fought with your partner. Run because your job is shitty. Run because you got no money. Run for the sunrise. Run for a race. Run because it’s impossible. Run because it’s easy. Run because no one else understands. Run because you’re tired of talking. Run for numbers. Run for feel. Run to prove something. Run because it fucking hurts. Or don’t run. If you got something better to do.
Three days and counting!
Yipes! There are ONLY three days until my race. This is what I’m up against:
I will be running along this blue line.
This is the elevation changes during the race.
I went for my last 30-minute run last night and my legs hurt. I hope that’s a good sign. I know I can do this.
