through Christ who strengthens me.
I wanted to title this posting – I’m scared. How can I be scared when I know that God has been there for me in every race I’ve run? He has strengthened me and helped me push my body, my mind, beyond my wildest dreams. Some races I have finished and admitted to my husband, that there was more in the tank, I could have pushed harder. Others I left knowing that I had not one single second more to give.
In order to be ranked in the Washington DC/Metro area in my age group – a woman my age must run a 41:15 10K, or a race of any distance that converts to that number, twice within the qualifyinig period. My best 10K is 41:17. I’ve said that if I had known this prior to that 10K I would have pushed myself that little bit harder. Certainly I could have run 2 seconds faster? The more I pondered this the more I realized that I could not have pushed myself harder – I left it all on the line that day. The Lord strengthened me and I ran my ABSOLUTE best.
So how then can I feel afraid when I know WHOs strength I have on my side? Maybe afraid is not the word I should use. Nervous? Today the thermometer on my car said 19 degrees. Weather.com says at 9am[the start of the race] it will feel as if it is 10 degrees with a 60% chance of snow…..I don’t like being cold.
I have never raced in temps like this. I’m not sure what to wear. I don’t want to overdress – sweat to much – and get cold. I don’t want to underdress and freeze. It is a half marathon and it’s on a trail. I won’t be expecting to blaze through this race or set any personal records. What I am going to try to do is race my competitors. Something I don’t usually do. I run a race to race myself, my PRs.
Nervous I certainly am….