10 May 2016
5K/10K Training Tuesday: Week Fifteen
Monday: 2 miles
Friday: 4 miles
I have no idea where the past couple of weeks have gone but ZOMG my races are this weekend! Saturday morning is the 5K and Sunday is the 10K. Friday night is also the fancy VIP party downtown that all of us Ambassadors are invited to -- I cannot even begin to tell you how excited I am to see my running family again.
Needless to say, it's going to be a very busy weekend: I'm hoping to leave work a little early on Friday so I can get to the Convention Center to pick up my race packet and Sissy's. She won't need hers until Sunday but since I have to pick up my Friday for the 5K I figured I might as well get hers, too, just in case we don't have time to get to the Expo on Saturday. After the Expo I'll be at the VIP party, then wake up early Saturday to run the 5K. My sister will be coming to Cleveland on Saturday, we'll run early Sunday morning, then head to Youngstown for a family bridal shower.
As such, I'm trying to work really hard this week to stay up on all of my writing, even trying to get ahead as much as I can. My manuscript is due to my editor in just over a month and I tend to get a lot of writing done on the weekends but that won't be much of an option this time particular weekend so I'm forging ahead during the weeknights and will probably be skipping a lot of the lunch time fitness classes at work to use my lunch hour, too.
(Once again, I am so fucking glad I opted to not run the half-marathon this year.)
I'm sure I've said it before, but this really is like Mile 10 of a half-marathon, where I'm just feeling exhausted and ready to be done, but I just have to push myself a little bit further.
I'm at that point where the self-doubt is once again creeping in with my writing and I have to try really hard to turn that part of my brain off. To mute the voice telling me this is horrible and everyone will hate it and anyone who says they love it are just doing that to be polite because they are family and friends because, really, who else would bother reading this?
The next five weeks are going to be a lot of blood, sweat, and tears (well, okay, hopefully not actual blood unless it's from a paper cut or something). But, like crossing the finish line of any race, it's going to be so worth it in the end.
Love from the ashes,