All week, and for the past few weeks, I’ve been stressed about this weekend.
Almost every year for the past five (maybe more?) years, my sister has run the Broad Street Run, a 10-mile race down Broad Street in Philadelphia. My brother and I, as well as friends of my sister, have run with her, too. This year, it’s just me and my sister, and the race is this Sunday, May 3, 2015. And I am REALLY stressed! With a lot of different, uncontrollable things going on during the past month, my training hit a terrible nose dive and didn’t pick up again until about three days ago. I am woefully unprepared and I’ve had this pit of anxiety in my stomach about it.
I decided earlier this week that I needed to shift my attitude about this upcoming race. This can be a jump back into running for me after a rough April that didn’t allow much time for exercise. I think that’s a way better perspective to take – a way to jump-start my exercise routine again – like when I take a long, long hike on the Gunpowder, and it’s rough, but I make it through and feel energized and ready to exercise afterward. I’m going to run on Sunday, and then I’m going to KEEP RUNNING!