Negative thoughts are creeping in. I don’t know how the hell I’m supposed to run a 25k in just over 2 months. The most I’ve run is an 8k. I’ve done a duathlon and triathlon, but not a footrace that long. A few things are making me feel like I can’t do it:
1. Last night was the last real night of summer for our family. We had a great dinner at my parent’s house. I drank too much wine. It was awesome. But, since I drank too much wine I woke up dehydrated and tired this morning. I got up early anyway and went out to the trails.
2. There was a race going on at the trails, so there was no parking. I was already annoyed.
3. The trails were crowded with racers. Good for them. Distracting for me. Lots of sweat flying off of people, and some grunting mixed with huffing and puffing.
4. The Texas heat is not letting up. I was out there at 7:30 and it was already in the 80s, with 82% humidity. Come race day in November, the temp should be in the 50s. So I keep trying to remind myself of that.
So overall, I’m disappointed in today’s run. I’m considering looking at the race registration and seeing if I can do the 10k instead of 25k because it seems like a more reasonable increase in distance.
Anyone else ever doubt themselves?