May 6th is Sunday.
And quite honestly, my mind is blank.
My mind is usually never blank (um hi, OATT??).
Everytime my mind wanders to race day, it kind of goes quiet on me. And I kind of think this is a good thing.
..a (potentially) very good thing.
Perhaps I will finally be able to run a race as “just” another long run, truly getting lost in that run.
…letting my body work.
…my mind trusting my body to do its job.
…all 13.1 miles of its job.
I suppose I’ll find out on Sunday now won’t I? 😉
Until then, I’ll be carrying this thought — hell, it may be the only thought on my mind — on race day. It’s a goody.