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No I Didn't Die

I fell into a state of fear about 3 weeks before the Peachtree Road Race. I can only describe it as fear as I don't know what else to call it. It's not like I was headed toward an Iron Man or some epic challenge for the ages, but I truly faced that 10k like it was going to defeat me.
I was afraid of it.
I hadn't felt afraid. I was increasing my distance slowly, I knew what to do kinda, to get my endurance up. To be fair I didn't know what the fuck I was doing but really, I felt like I could do it. I felt like I was gonna make it happen if I just kept training.
Then I ran 4 miles a couple of times and realized I had to go another 2 beyond that and I panicked.

I also didn't tell anybody, which was stupid.

I didn't train enough. I didn't come prepared. I didn't tell anyone and then there I was on Peachtree Road in stall T and I was fucked. I had to run.
I don't know why I left fear get ahold of me like that, except that this was the biggest thing I ha…

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