I’m not sure what I’ve gotten myself into. I’m halfway through training for a race that happens the first weekend of November, and the miles are getting longer, my legs are getting heavier, and my brain? Somewhere between “foggy” and “full system reboot.”
I’m tired. Like, “Should I take a sick day just to nap between runs?” tired. I never call in. I’m questioning everything:
- Am I strong enough for this?
- Why is work getting in the way of my dreams (and my tempo runs)?
- Is it normal to feel like you’re unraveling while also crushing 3 a.m. miles?
Most of my running friends aren’t training long this year, or their schedules don’t align with my “pre-sunrise shuffle.” So I’m out here solo, doubting myself, and wondering if I’m just being dramatic or if this is what peak training madness feels like. Most don’t start work at 5am, and the reasoning for my early runs.
The worst part? I know the hardest part is still ahead. But deep down, I also know I can do this. I just need to stop yelling at my Garmin and maybe drink more water.
Run Between Meetings 