So tomorrow is IT. The race that had me scared enough to join a gym, yet not quite scared enough to do ANY running or working out or anything at all this past week. Mostly because I had a ton of other things I had to do, including going out of town for work for a few days. But now tomorrow's race is looming over me, with its storms of burpees I will likely be doing, and I am...pretty much not worried.
I prepped today by making sure I had energy snacks for myself and the kids, who'll be doing the kids course while we're there...and of OBVIOUS greater importance, cute yet ok-to-render-useless-due-to-mud-if-that's-what-happens athletic gear for us all to wear. My 8-year-old now owns the most adorable little running outfit and has told me how she wants her hair done, and I'm plotting where to put the sharpie bib number on my forehead so it shows up underneath my bangs, and I've rounded up appropriately old shoes for everyone, and I am just so stinkin' excited I can't stand it! We are going to look AWESOME and have an AWESOME time!
...Uh, and maybe run and climb a little, too. That part had me nervous today at work, and I spent lunchtime soliciting tips from coworkers on things like how to get over ropeless 8-foot walls (one coworker actually gave me a demonstration in our office kitchen). I've pored over the event website again, read the same race reviews I've been reading for months, and have determined that I So. Cannot. Actually. Do. This. I fully expect to be doing many sets of 20 burpees while on the course tomorrow--I mean, I've never thrown a javelin in my life, so I doubt I'll hit the target effortlessly on my one and only try. Should I mention I've never actually done a burpee, either?
And yet I'm really not worried. It's going to be hard. It's going to be harder than I'm capable of, probably. And I'm going to try it all anyway, and have a blast doing so.
So go ahead, Spartan Sprint...bring it. I'll be ready. To break burpee records, if nothing else, but mostly to push myself and see exactly what I *can* do that I didn't expect.
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