This week is “peak week” in my Shamrock Marathon training cycle. Even if you didn’t know that, you might have figured it out based on the fact that I’m eating everything in sight. I’m less than a month away from running my second marathon and I’m gonna be honest: I am starting to get scared
a bit nervous. I had an amazing time running Richmond last November, but I completely fell apart at mile 22. I have had a pretty good training cycle this time around and been feeling great…until this week. My runs have gone fine, but all of a sudden I am panicked about my marathon. I’m nervous that I’ll fall apart again. I’m nervous that my time will be awful. I’m nervous that I haven’t done enough speed work. I’m just nervous.
Then I remembered that I had declared that I was going to live boldly this year.
I remembered that I’ve done more speed work (by far) than I ever did during my first training cycle. I’ve done more long runs (maybe twice as many) and I have much more of a base than I did. I remembered that I’ve run in snow, rain, and frigid temperatures and that I’ve not skipped a long run. I remembered how much mentally stronger I’ve gotten since I stopped running with music. I remembered that I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
So while I’m still a bit nervous about the race (and those pre-race jitters won’t dissipate), I’m no longer fearful.
How do you handle fear before a race?